The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen3W. Paterson, 1883 |
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... At once far off , and near.1 While I am lying on the grass , I hear thy restless shout : From hill to hill it seems to pass About , and all about ! 1807 . Though babbling only to the Vale , Of sunshine and III . A TO THE CUCкоо.
... At once far off , and near.1 While I am lying on the grass , I hear thy restless shout : From hill to hill it seems to pass About , and all about ! 1807 . Though babbling only to the Vale , Of sunshine and III . A TO THE CUCкоо.
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... vale Of visionary hours . 1807 . I hear thee babbling to the Vale Of sunshine and of flowers ; And unto me thou bring'st a tale Of visionary hours . 1815 . · But unto me 1820 . 2 1842 . No Bird but an invisible Thing , 1807 . The same ...
... vale Of visionary hours . 1807 . I hear thee babbling to the Vale Of sunshine and of flowers ; And unto me thou bring'st a tale Of visionary hours . 1815 . · But unto me 1820 . 2 1842 . No Bird but an invisible Thing , 1807 . The same ...
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... vale , Save six feet of earth where our forefathers lie ! One of the " Poems founded on the Affections . " - ED . THE SEVEN SISTERS ; OR , THE SOLITUDE OF BINNORIE . Comp . 1804 . Pub . 1807 . [ The story of this Poem is from the German ...
... vale , Save six feet of earth where our forefathers lie ! One of the " Poems founded on the Affections . " - ED . THE SEVEN SISTERS ; OR , THE SOLITUDE OF BINNORIE . Comp . 1804 . Pub . 1807 . [ The story of this Poem is from the German ...
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... vale so blithe a place ; Multitudes are swept away Never more to breathe the day : Some are sleeping ; some in bands Travelled into distant lands ; Others slunk to moor and wood , Far from human neighbourhood ; And , among the Kinds ...
... vale so blithe a place ; Multitudes are swept away Never more to breathe the day : Some are sleeping ; some in bands Travelled into distant lands ; Others slunk to moor and wood , Far from human neighbourhood ; And , among the Kinds ...
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... vale or hill , If you listen , all is still , Save a little neighbouring rill , That from out the rocky ground Strikes a solitary sound . 1836 . 2 1836 . Vainly glitter hill and plain , 2 And the air is calm in vain ; Vainly Morning ...
... vale or hill , If you listen , all is still , Save a little neighbouring rill , That from out the rocky ground Strikes a solitary sound . 1836 . 2 1836 . Vainly glitter hill and plain , 2 And the air is calm in vain ; Vainly Morning ...
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Página 414 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Página 2 - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery; The same whom in my school-boy days I listened to; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways, In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen.
Página 3 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Página 2 - Which made me look a thousand ways, In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green ; And thou wert still a hope, a love ; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again. 0 blessed Bird ! the earth we pace Again appears to be An unsubstantial, faery place ; That is fit home for thee ! m.
Página 5 - I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Página 143 - Of unknown modes of being; o'er my thoughts There hung a darkness, call it solitude Or blank desertion.
Página 30 - STERN Daughter of the Voice of God ! O Duty ! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove ; Thou, who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe, From vain temptations dost set free, And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity!
Página 201 - Ah! need I say, dear Friend! that to the brim My heart was full; I made no vows, but vows Were then made for me; bond unknown to me Was given that I should be, else sinning greatly, A dedicated Spirit.
Página 32 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, Are fresh and strong.
Página 3 - SHE was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle and waylay.