The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen4Little, Brown, 1854 |
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... 170 170 • 174 The Crescent - moon , the Star of Love . 175 To the Moon . ( Composed by the Sea - side , on the Coast of Cumberland ) . 175 To the Moon . Rydal 178 To Lucca Giordano Who but is pleased to watch the CONTENTS . vii.
... 170 170 • 174 The Crescent - moon , the Star of Love . 175 To the Moon . ( Composed by the Sea - side , on the Coast of Cumberland ) . 175 To the Moon . Rydal 178 To Lucca Giordano Who but is pleased to watch the CONTENTS . vii.
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... stars repel , - And where no flower hath leave to dwell . The presence of this wandering Doe Fills many a damp , obscure recess With lustre of a saintly show ; And , reappearing , she no less Sheds on the flowers that round her blow A ...
... stars repel , - And where no flower hath leave to dwell . The presence of this wandering Doe Fills many a damp , obscure recess With lustre of a saintly show ; And , reappearing , she no less Sheds on the flowers that round her blow A ...
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... star , Or mariners the distant light That guides them through a stormy night . And now , upon a chosen plot Of rising ground , yon heathy spot ! He takes alone his far - off stand , With breast unmailed , unweaponed hand . Bold is his ...
... star , Or mariners the distant light That guides them through a stormy night . And now , upon a chosen plot Of rising ground , yon heathy spot ! He takes alone his far - off stand , With breast unmailed , unweaponed hand . Bold is his ...
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... . " Might this our enterprise have speḍ , Change wide and deep the Land had seen , A renovation from the dead , A spring - tide of immortal green : The darksome altars would have blazed Like stars when clouds 48 POEMS OF THE IMAGINATION .
... . " Might this our enterprise have speḍ , Change wide and deep the Land had seen , A renovation from the dead , A spring - tide of immortal green : The darksome altars would have blazed Like stars when clouds 48 POEMS OF THE IMAGINATION .
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William Wordsworth. The darksome altars would have blazed Like stars when clouds are rolled away ; Salvation to all eyes that gazed , Once more the Rood had been upraised To spread its arms , and stand for aye . Then , then , had I ...
William Wordsworth. The darksome altars would have blazed Like stars when clouds are rolled away ; Salvation to all eyes that gazed , Once more the Rood had been upraised To spread its arms , and stand for aye . Then , then , had I ...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: With a Memoir, Volumen4 William Wordsworth Vista completa - 1865 |
Términos y frases comunes
Banner beauty Bees blest bold Bolton bowers Brancepeth breast breath bright brow calm Canute chantry cheer Church city of Durham clouds Creature crown dark dear divine doomed doth dread dream DUNOLLY CASTLE Earl of Lonsdale earth fair faith Fancy fear feeling flowers Francis lay friends gentle gleam glory grace grave green hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hill holy hope hour human Iona land light live look Lord meek mind morning mountain Nature's night Norton o'er peace pensive prayer repose rite river Derwent RIVER EDEN round RYDAL MOUNT Rylstone sacred shade sigh sight silent smooth soft Sonnet sorrow soul spake spirit spread STAFFA stand stars stood stream sweet tears tempest thee thou thought tower TOWER of REFUGE truth Ullswater vale voice White Doe Wicliffe wild wind wings words Workington
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Página 256 - Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good: Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Página 231 - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Página 232 - How sweet his music! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. And hark! how blithe the throstle sings! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher.
Página 4 - It destroys likewise magnanimity, and the raising of human nature: for take an example of a dog, and mark what a generosity and courage he will put on, when he finds himself maintained by a man; who to him is instead of a God, or melior natura...
Página 256 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares—- The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Página 245 - He is retired as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noonday grove ; And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love.
Página 3 - Action is transitory — a step, a blow. The motion of a muscle — this way or that — 'Tis done, and in the after-vacancy We wonder at ourselves like men betrayed : Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
Página 319 - So fair, so sweet, withal so sensitive, Would that the little Flowers were born to live, Conscious of half the pleasure which they give ; That to this mountain-daisy's self were known The beauty of its star-shaped shadow, thrown On the smooth surface of this naked stone...
Página 233 - I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that green bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes.
Página 150 - FEOM low to high doth dissolution climb, And sink from high to low, along a scale Of awful notes, whose concord shall not fail ; A musical but melancholy chime, Which they can hear who meddle not with crime, Nor avarice, nor over-anxious care. Truth fails not ; but her outward forms that bear The longest date do melt like frosty rime...