The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, with a Memoir, Volumen3Houghton, Osgood, 1878 |
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... voice proclaims How exquisitely the individual Mind ( And the progressive powers perhaps no less Of the whole species ) to the external World - and , by words Is fitted : - and how exquisitely , too , - - - Theme this but little heard ...
... voice proclaims How exquisitely the individual Mind ( And the progressive powers perhaps no less Of the whole species ) to the external World - and , by words Is fitted : - and how exquisitely , too , - - - Theme this but little heard ...
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... voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle sensation , soul , and form , All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live , And by them did he live ; they were his life . In such access of mind , in such ...
... voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle sensation , soul , and form , All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live , And by them did he live ; they were his life . In such access of mind , in such ...
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... voice Obedient to the strong creative power Of human passion . Sympathies there are More tranquil , yet perhaps of kindred birth , That steal upon the meditative mind , And grow with thought . Beside yon spring I stood , And eyed its ...
... voice Obedient to the strong creative power Of human passion . Sympathies there are More tranquil , yet perhaps of kindred birth , That steal upon the meditative mind , And grow with thought . Beside yon spring I stood , And eyed its ...
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... voice That seemed the very sound of happy thoughts . 66 I roved o'er many a hill and many a dale , With my accustomed load ; in heat and cold , Through many a wood and many an open ground , In sunshine and in shade , in wet and fair ...
... voice That seemed the very sound of happy thoughts . 66 I roved o'er many a hill and many a dale , With my accustomed load ; in heat and cold , Through many a wood and many an open ground , In sunshine and in shade , in wet and fair ...
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... voice was silent . From the bench I rose ; But neither could divert nor soothe my thoughts . The spot , though fair , was very desolate , The longer I remained , more desolate : And , looking round me , now I first observed The corner ...
... voice was silent . From the bench I rose ; But neither could divert nor soothe my thoughts . The spot , though fair , was very desolate , The longer I remained , more desolate : And , looking round me , now I first observed The corner ...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: With a Memoir, Volumen3 William Wordsworth Vista completa - 1880 |
Términos y frases comunes
acknowledged law age to age Amid aught beauty behold beneath breath breeze bright calm cheerful clouds cottage course creature dark death deer Fly delight doth earth epitaph fair Isle faith fancy fear feel fields flowers Friend grace grave green grove guardian rocks hand happy happy feet hath heard heart heaven hills honored hope hour human labor less light living lofty lonely look maternal bonds mind mortal mountains moving magazines mused Nature Nature's night o'er once pains passed passion Pastor peace pity pleasure praise pure quiet raven's nest reason rocks round S. T. Coleridge shade sight silent smooth Solitary solitude sorrow soul soul Sleeps sound spake spirit stars stood stream sublime sweet tender thee things thou thought trees truth turned vale virtue voice walk Wanderer whence wild wind wish woods words youth
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Página 348 - The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay In such a jocund company!
Página 160 - 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 92 - Magnificent The morning rose, in memorable pomp, Glorious as e'er I had beheld — in front, The sea lay laughing at a distance; near, The solid mountains shone, bright as the clouds, Grain-tinctured, drenched in empyrean light; And in the meadows and the lower grounds Was all the sweetness of a common dawn — Dews, vapours, and the melody of birds, And labourers going forth to till the fields.
Página 343 - I trust is their destiny ?—to console the afflicted ; to add sunshine to daylight, by making the happy happier; to teach the young and the gracious of every age to see, to think, and feel, and, therefore, to become more actively and securely virtuous...
Página 146 - The invisible world, doth greatness make abode, There harbours, whether we be young or old; Our destiny, our being's heart and home, Is with infinitude, and only there; With hope it is, hope that can never die, Effort, and expectation, and desire, And something evermore about to be.
Página 18 - What soul was his, when, from the naked top Of some bold headland, he beheld the sun Rise up, and bathe the world in light ! He looked— Ocean and earth, the solid frame of earth And ocean's liquid mass, beneath him lay In gladness and deep joy. The clouds were touched. And in their silent faces did he read Unutterable love.
Página 345 - Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale. She all night long her amorous descant sung : Silence was pleased. Now...
Página 3 - Several years ago, when the Author retired to his native Mountains, with the hope of being enabled to construct a literary Work that might live, it was a reasonable thing that he should take a review of his own Mind, and examine how far Nature and Education had qualified him for such employment. As subsidiary to this preparation, he undertook to record, in Verse, the origin and progress of his own powers, as far as he was acquainted with them.
Página 411 - 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...
Página 121 - The darts of anguish fix not where the seat Of suffering hath been thoroughly fortified By acquiescence in the Will supreme For time and for eternity ; by faith, Faith absolute in God, including hope, And the defence that lies in boundless love Of his perfections ; with habitual dread Of aught unworthily conceived, endured Impatiently, ill-done, or left undone, To the dishonour of his holy name.