The Poetical Works of William WordsworthG. Routledge & Company, 1858 - 496 páginas |
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William Wordsworth. • 6 ' England ! the time is come when thou shouldst wean " Page 209 " When , looking on the present face of things " . To the Men of Kent . " Six thousand veterans practised in war's game " Shout , for a mighty ...
William Wordsworth. • 6 ' England ! the time is come when thou shouldst wean " Page 209 " When , looking on the present face of things " . To the Men of Kent . " Six thousand veterans practised in war's game " Shout , for a mighty ...
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... thou who movest onward with a mind " " There never breathed a man who , when his life " " Destined to war from very infancy " 259 260 260 261 " " Not without heavy grief of heart did he " Pause , courteous spirit ! -Balbi supplicates ...
... thou who movest onward with a mind " " There never breathed a man who , when his life " " Destined to war from very infancy " 259 260 260 261 " " Not without heavy grief of heart did he " Pause , courteous spirit ! -Balbi supplicates ...
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... Thou bring'et , gay creature as thou art ! A solemn image to my heart , My father's family ! Oh ! pleasant , pleasant were the days , The time , when in our childish plays , My sister Emmeline and I Together chased the butterfly ! A ...
... Thou bring'et , gay creature as thou art ! A solemn image to my heart , My father's family ! Oh ! pleasant , pleasant were the days , The time , when in our childish plays , My sister Emmeline and I Together chased the butterfly ! A ...
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... thou wouldst seek ? What is wanting to thy heart ? Thy limbs are they not strong ? And beautiful thou art : This grass is tender grass ; these flowers they have no peers ; And that green corn , all day , is rustling in thy ears ! " If ...
... thou wouldst seek ? What is wanting to thy heart ? Thy limbs are they not strong ? And beautiful thou art : This grass is tender grass ; these flowers they have no peers ; And that green corn , all day , is rustling in thy ears ! " If ...
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... thou wert own'd by none ; And thy mother from thy side for evermore was gone . " He took thee in his arms , and in pity brought thee home : A blessed day for thee ! then whither wouldst thou roam ? A faithful nurse thou hast ; the dam ...
... thou wert own'd by none ; And thy mother from thy side for evermore was gone . " He took thee in his arms , and in pity brought thee home : A blessed day for thee ! then whither wouldst thou roam ? A faithful nurse thou hast ; the dam ...
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Página 268 - Thou little child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife ? Full soon thy soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life...
Página 160 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
Página 8 - A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Página 56 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Página 266 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose ; The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The Sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Página 119 - Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise Has carried far into his heart the voice Of mountain torrents ; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven, received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
Página 160 - Of aspect more sublime : that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world. Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood. In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul...
Página 120 - 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.
Página 131 - Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Página 160 - The picture of the mind revives again: While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years.