“The” Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen2E. Moxon, Son, & Company, 1870 - 568 páginas |
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... o'er this gay Recess , Pinions that fanned the teeming mould Of Eden's blissful wilderness , Did only softly - stealing hours There close the peaceful lives of flowers ? Say , when the moving creatures saw All kinds commingled without ...
... o'er this gay Recess , Pinions that fanned the teeming mould Of Eden's blissful wilderness , Did only softly - stealing hours There close the peaceful lives of flowers ? Say , when the moving creatures saw All kinds commingled without ...
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... o'er the wood with startling sound ; Then - all at once the air was still , And showers of hailstones pattered round . Where leafless oaks towered high above , I sat within an undergrove Of tallest hollies , tall and green ; A fairer ...
... o'er the wood with startling sound ; Then - all at once the air was still , And showers of hailstones pattered round . Where leafless oaks towered high above , I sat within an undergrove Of tallest hollies , tall and green ; A fairer ...
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... o'er your head , as you may see , ' Tis hanging to this day ! V. If breeze or bird to this rough steep Your kind's first seed did bear ; The breeze had better been asleep , The bird caught in a snare : For you and your green twigs decoy ...
... o'er your head , as you may see , ' Tis hanging to this day ! V. If breeze or bird to this rough steep Your kind's first seed did bear ; The breeze had better been asleep , The bird caught in a snare : For you and your green twigs decoy ...
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... o'er with flowers ; And , when the Frost is in the sky , My branches are so fresh and gay That you might look at me and say , This Plant can never die . IX . The butterfly , all green and gold , To me hath often flown , Here in my ...
... o'er with flowers ; And , when the Frost is in the sky , My branches are so fresh and gay That you might look at me and say , This Plant can never die . IX . The butterfly , all green and gold , To me hath often flown , Here in my ...
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... o'er moss and stone , For those seven lovely Campbells . Seven little Islands , green and bare , Have risen from out the deep : The fishers say , those sisters fair , By faeries all are buried there , And there together sleep . Sing ...
... o'er moss and stone , For those seven lovely Campbells . Seven little Islands , green and bare , Have risen from out the deep : The fishers say , those sisters fair , By faeries all are buried there , And there together sleep . Sing ...
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