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Written in March, while resting on the Bridge at the foot
Lyre though such power do in thy magic live.
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Song at the Feast of Brougham Castle, upon the Resto-
ration of Lord Clifford, the Shepherd, to the Estates
and Honours of his Ancestors
Lines, composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey, on
revisiting the Banks of the Wye during a Tour,
July 13, 1798.
It is no Spirit who from heaven hath flown
French Revolution, as it appeared to Enthusiasts at its
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To, on her First Ascent to the Summit of Helvellyn 191
To a Young Lady, who had been reproached for taking
Suggested by a Picture of the Bird of Paradise .
A Jewish Family
On the Power of Sound
PETER BELL.-A TALE.-Prologue
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"Beloved Vale !" I said, "when I shall con
At Applethwaite, near Keswick
Pelion and Ossa flourish side by side
There is a little unpretending Rill.
Her only pilot the soft breeze, the boat
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Upon the sight of a Beautiful Picture
“Why, Minstrel, these untuneful murmurings
Aerial Rock-whose solitary brow
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Written upon a Blank Leaf in "The Complete Angler". 295
Composed in one of the Valleys of Westmoreland, on
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Composed on the eve of the Marriage of a Friend in the
From the Italian of Michael Angelo.
From the Same
From the Same. To the Supreme Being
Surprised by joy-impatient as the Wind
Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne.
Even so for me a Vision sanctified
It is a beauteous Evening, calm and free
Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go ?
With Ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh
The world is too much with us; late and soon
A volant Tribe of Bards on earth are found
'Weak is the will of Man, his judgment blind
To the Memory of Raisley Calvert
VOL. II.
PART II.
Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned
How sweet it is, when mother Fancy rocks
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To B. R. Haydon
From the dark chambers of dejection freed
Fair Prime of Life! were it enough to gild
I watch, and long have watched, with calm regret
I heard (alas! 'twas only in a dream)
Retirement
Not Love, not War, nor the tumultuous swell
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While not a leaf seems faded; while the fields
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How clear, how keen, how marvellously bright.
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Hail, Twilight, sovereign of one peaceful hour!.
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With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the sky
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Even as a dragon's eye that feels the stress
The stars are mansions built by Nature's hand
Desponding Father! mark this altered bough
Captivity.-Mary Queen of Scots .
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St. Catherine of Ledbury
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Though narrow be that old Man's cares, and near
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Four fiery steeds impatient of the rein
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Brook! whose society the Poet seeks
Composed on the Banks of a Rocky Stream
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Recollection of the Portrait of King Henry Eighth, Trinity
Lodge, Cambridge
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On the Death of his Majesty (George the Third)
Fame tells of groves-from England far away-
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A Parsonage in Oxfordshire.
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Composed among the Ruins of a Castle in North Wales
To the Torrent at the Devil's Bridge, North Wales, 1824 341
A Grave-stone upon the Floor in the Cloisters of Worcester
Roman Antiquities discovered at Bishopstone, Herefordshire 349
Chatsworth! thy stately mansion, and the pride
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