The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen6Edward Moxon, 1837 |
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... passing events , and to an existing state of things , than the others were meant to do , more continuous exertion was naturally bestowed upon it , and greater progress made here than in the rest of the poem ; and as this part does not ...
... passing events , and to an existing state of things , than the others were meant to do , more continuous exertion was naturally bestowed upon it , and greater progress made here than in the rest of the poem ; and as this part does not ...
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... passed My school - days , an apartment he had owned , To which at intervals the Wanderer drew , And found a kind of home or harbour there . He loved me ; from a swarm of rosy boys Singled out me , as he in sport would say , For my grave ...
... passed My school - days , an apartment he had owned , To which at intervals the Wanderer drew , And found a kind of home or harbour there . He loved me ; from a swarm of rosy boys Singled out me , as he in sport would say , For my grave ...
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... passed the time ; yet to the nearest town He duly went with what small overplus His earnings might supply , and brought away The book that most had tempted his desires While at the stall he read . Among the hills He gazed upon that ...
... passed the time ; yet to the nearest town He duly went with what small overplus His earnings might supply , and brought away The book that most had tempted his desires While at the stall he read . Among the hills He gazed upon that ...
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... in their elements , And speak a plainer language . In the woods , A lone Enthusiast , and among the fields , Itinerant in this labour , he had passed The better portion of his time ; and there Spontaneously THE WANDERER . 15.
... in their elements , And speak a plainer language . In the woods , A lone Enthusiast , and among the fields , Itinerant in this labour , he had passed The better portion of his time ; and there Spontaneously THE WANDERER . 15.
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... passed without remark . Active and nervous was his gait ; his limbs And his whole figure breathed intelligence . Time had compressed the freshness of his cheek Into a narrower circle of deep red , But had not tamed his eye ; that ...
... passed without remark . Active and nervous was his gait ; his limbs And his whole figure breathed intelligence . Time had compressed the freshness of his cheek Into a narrower circle of deep red , But had not tamed his eye ; that ...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth. A New Edition, Volumen6 William Wordsworth Vista completa - 1837 |
Términos y frases comunes
age to age aught beauty behold beneath breath bright calm CHARLES LAMB cheerful clouds cottage course dark dead death delight doth dwell earth epitaph evermore exclaimed fair fair Isle faith fancy fear feel fields firmament of heaven flowers frame Friend grace grave green grove hand happy hath heard heart heaven hills holy honoured hope hour human immortality JAMES MACKINTOSH labour less light living lofty lonely look mind mortal mountain muse nature nature's o'er pains passed Pastor peace pensive pity pleasure praise pure rest rill rocks round S. T. Coleridge sate savage nations seat shade side sight silent smile smooth Solitary solitude sorrow soul sound spake spirit spot stood stream sublime tender things thoughts trees truth turned vale Vicar virtue voice walk Wanderer whence wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH winds wish words youth
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Página 372 - What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones, The labour of an age in piled stones, Or that his hallowed relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of Fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Página 156 - Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith ; and there are times, I doubt not, when to you it doth impart Authentic tidings of invisible things; Of ebb and flow, and ever-during power; And central peace, subsisting at the heart Of endless agitation.
Página xi - On Man, on Nature, and on Human Life, Musing in solitude, I oft perceive Fair trains of imagery before me rise, Accompanied by feelings of delight Pure, or with no unpleasing sadness mixed ; And I am conscious of affecting thoughts And dear remembrances, whose presence soothes Or elevates the Mind, intent to weigh The good and evil of our mortal state.
Página 102 - Turned inward, — to examine of what stuff Time's fetters are composed; and Life was put To inquisition, long and profitless! By pain of heart — now checked — and now impelled — The intellectual Power, through words and things, Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way!
Página xiii - A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day. — I, long before the blissful hour arrives, Would chant, in lonely peace, the spousal verse Of this great consummation...
Página 155 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Página 37 - I passed, did to my heart convey So still an image of tranquillity, So calm and still, and looked so beautiful Amid the uneasy thoughts which filled my mind, That what we feel of sorrow and despair From ruin and from change, and all the grief The passing shows of Being leave behind, Appeared an idle dream, that could not live 112 Where meditation was. I turned away, And walked along my road in happiness.
Página 7 - ... was known. And some small portion of his eloquent speech, And something that may serve to set in view The feeling pleasures of his loneliness...
Página 139 - Presented sacrifice to moon and stars, And to the winds and mother elements, And the whole circle of the heavens, for him A sensitive existence, and a God, With lifted hands invoked, and songs of praise...
Página 157 - With the loud streams : and often, at the hour When issue forth the first pale stars, is heard, Within the circuit of this fabric huge, One voice — the solitary raven, flying Athwart the concave of the dark blue dome, Unseen, perchance above the power of sight— An iron knell ! with echoes from afar Faint — and still fainter...