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arms art thou babe beneath Betty Foy bird bower breast breath bright calm cheer child clouds cottage dark dead dear delight door doth dream dwell earth ELDRED Elea Ennerdale eyes face fair fancy father fear feel flowers gentle glowworm gone Grasmere grave green hand happy happy day hath head hear heard heart heaven HERBERT hills hope hour Idon Idonea Kilve Lacy Leonard light living look Lord Clifford MARMADUKE Martha Ray mind moon mountain nature never night o'er OSWALD pain peace Peter Peter Bell pleasure poor rill rocks round Salisbury Plain seemed shade side sight silent Skiddaw sleep song soul sound spirit spot stars stream sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought trees turned vale voice wandering ween wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wood words Wordsworth Youth
Página 120 - 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 way-lay.
Página 122 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ! This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. 'Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Página 200 - Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little Maid replied, "Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side. "My stockings there I often knit, My kerchief there I hem; And there upon the ground I sit And sing a song to them.
Página 123 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; » Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the storm Grace that shall mould the maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Página 181 - 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 : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 193 - Be taught, O faithful Consort, to control Rebellious passion : for the Gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul j A fervent, not ungovernable love.
Página 200 - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side." " How many are you, then," said I, " If they two are in heaven ?" Quick was the little Maid's reply,
Página 149 - There was a roaring in the wind all night; The rain came heavily and fell in floods; But now the sun is rising calm and bright; The birds are singing in the distant woods...
Página 125 - 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.