The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen7Macmillan, 1896 |
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Términos y frases comunes
Ambleside aught Bard beauty behold bird Bishop blest bowers breath bright brow cheek Christian Church Coleorton Compare Composed 1827.-Published crown dear deep Devil's Bridge divine Dorothy Wordsworth doth dread earth Elegiac fair faith Fancy fear feeling Fenwick note flowers Forum Trajanum friends gentle gleam glory grace Grasmere hand happy hath heart Heaven Henry Reed holy hope Lady Beaumont light living lonely look Lord lyre meek memory mind Miscellaneous Sonnets."-ED morn mountain Muse nature o'er peace Philoctetes Poems of Sentiment prayer Published 1827 Rhine river Mynach Roman round Rydal Mount scorn shade shine sigh Sir George Beaumont smile smooth soft sonnet soul spirit stanza stars stream sweet tear thee thou thought Tour towers Trajan Trajan column truth vale verse voice wild winds wings Wishing-gate WORCESTER CATHEDRAL words Wordsworth to Lady Written at Rydal ΙΟ
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Página 267 - Just when we are safest, there's a sunset-touch, A fancy from a flower-bell, some one's death, A chorus-ending from Euripides, And that's enough for fifty hopes and fears As old and new at once as nature's self, To rap and knock and enter in our soul, Take hands and dance there, a fantastic ring, Round the ancient idol, on his base again, The grand Perhaps ! We look on helplessly.
Página 144 - To the last point of vision, and beyond, Mount, daring warbler! — that love-prompted strain — 'Twixt thee and thine a never-failing bond — Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain: Yet might'st thou seem, proud privilege! to sing All independent of the leafy spring.
Página 106 - Albeit labouring for a scanty band Of white-robed Scholars only — this immense And glorious Work of fine intelligence! Give all thou canst ; high Heaven rejects the lore Of nicely-calculated less or more ; So deemed the man who fashioned for the sense These lofty pillars, spread that branching roof Self-poised, and scooped into ten thousand cells, Where light and shade repose, where music dwells Lingering — and wandering on as loth to die; Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof That...
Página 100 - Truth fails not ; but her outward forms that bear The longest date do melt like frosty rime, That in the morning whitened hill and plain And is no more ; drop like the tower sublime Of yesterday, which royally did wear His crown of weeds, but could not even sustain Some casual shout that broke the silent air, Or the unimaginable touch of Time.
Página 66 - ... gave him good counsel and his benediction, but forgot to give him money, which when the bishop had considered, he sent a servant in all haste to call Richard back to him; and at Richard's return the bishop said to him, ' Richard, I sent for you back to lend you a horse, which hath carried me many a mile, and, I thank God, with much ease...
Página 401 - ... Traveller lies Which he forbears again to look upon ; Pleased rather with some soft ideal scene The work of Fancy, or some happy tone Of meditation, slipping in between The beauty coming and the beauty gone. — If Thought and Love desert us, from that day Let us break off all commerce with the Muse : With Thought and Love companions of our way — Whate'er the senses take or may refuse, — The Mind's internal heaven shall shed her dews Of inspiration on the humblest lay.
Página 164 - Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow...
Página 285 - A TROUBLE, not of clouds, or weeping rain, Nor of the setting sun's pathetic light Engendered, hangs o'er Eildon's triple height : Spirits of power, assembled there, complain For kindred power departing from their sight ; While Tweed, best pleased in chanting a blithe strain, Saddens his voice again, and yet again. Lift up your hearts, ye mourners ! for the might Of the whole world's good wishes with him goes ; Blessings and prayers in nobler retinue Than sceptred king or laurelled conqueror knows,...
Página 55 - MOTHER ! whose virgin bosom was uncrost With the least shade of thought to sin allied ; Woman ! above all women glorified, Our tainted nature's solitary boast ; Purer than foam on central Ocean tost Brighter than eastern skies at daybreak strewn With fancied roses, than the unblemished moco Before her wane begins on heaven's blue coast : Thy Image falls to earth.
Página 345 - Was it for this That one, the fairest of all rivers, loved To blend his murmurs with my nurse's song, And, from his alder shades and rocky falls, And from his fords and shallows, sent a voice That flowed along my dreams?
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen7 The Eversley series The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, William Angus Knight |
| Autor | William Wordsworth |
| Editor | William Angus Knight |
| Editor | Macmillan, 1896 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de California |
| Digitalizado | 9 Feb. 2007 |
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