“The” Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen2E. Moxon, Son, & Company, 1870 - 568 páginas |
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... happy Eve Of this fair Spot her flowers may bind , Nor e'er , with ruffled fancy , grieve , From the next glance she casts , to find That love for little things by Fate Is rendered vain as love for great . Yet , where the guardian fence ...
... happy Eve Of this fair Spot her flowers may bind , Nor e'er , with ruffled fancy , grieve , From the next glance she casts , to find That love for little things by Fate Is rendered vain as love for great . Yet , where the guardian fence ...
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... happy life ! You stirred me on my rocky bed- What pleasure through my veins you spread The summer long , from day to day , My leaves you freshened and bedewed ; Nor was it common gratitude That did your cares repay . IV . When spring ...
... happy life ! You stirred me on my rocky bed- What pleasure through my veins you spread The summer long , from day to day , My leaves you freshened and bedewed ; Nor was it common gratitude That did your cares repay . IV . When spring ...
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... happy Eglantine ! " VI . What more he said I cannot tell , The Torrent down the rocky dell Came thundering loud and fast ; I listened , nor aught else could hear ; The Briar quaked - and much I fear Those accents were his last . 1800 ...
... happy Eglantine ! " VI . What more he said I cannot tell , The Torrent down the rocky dell Came thundering loud and fast ; I listened , nor aught else could hear ; The Briar quaked - and much I fear Those accents were his last . 1800 ...
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... to roam ? This spot is my paternal home , It is my pleasant heritage ; My father many a happy year , Spread here his careless blossoms , here Attained a good old age . VIII . Even such as his may be my lot THE OAK AND THE BROOM . 11 ཌ.
... to roam ? This spot is my paternal home , It is my pleasant heritage ; My father many a happy year , Spread here his careless blossoms , here Attained a good old age . VIII . Even such as his may be my lot THE OAK AND THE BROOM . 11 ཌ.
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William Wordsworth. An instinct call it , a blind sense ; A happy , genial influence , Coming one knows not how , nor whence , Nor whither going . Child of the Year ! that round dost run Thy pleasant course , -when day's begun As ready ...
William Wordsworth. An instinct call it , a blind sense ; A happy , genial influence , Coming one knows not how , nor whence , Nor whither going . Child of the Year ! that round dost run Thy pleasant course , -when day's begun As ready ...
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Alfoxden Ambleside beauty behold beneath Benjamin Binnorie bird blest bower breast breath breeze bright Brinsop BROUGHAM CASTLE brow calm cheer clouds Coleorton COMPOSED creature dancing dear delight divine doth earth fair faith Fancy fear feel flowers FURNESS ABBEY gazed gentle gleam glory glow-worm grace Grasmere green grove happy hath head heard heart heaven Helvellyn hill hope hour light living lonely look Lord Clifford Loughrigg Fell Martha Ray mind moon morning mortal mountain murmur Muse Nature never night o'er oh misery pensive Peter Bell pleasure poem poor rill river Swale rocks round Rydal Mount seen shade side sight silent sing Skiddaw sleep smile song Sonnet soul sound spirit spring stars stir stream sweet thee thine things thou art thoughts Town-end trees vale voice wandering wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings woods WRITTEN at Rydal