The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth ...Little, Brown & Company, 1859 |
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... winds and waters , but he had only known man as an actor in fireside histo- ries and tragedies , for which the hamlet supplied an ample stage . In France he first felt the au- thentic beat of a nation's heart ; he was a specta- tor at ...
... winds and waters , but he had only known man as an actor in fireside histo- ries and tragedies , for which the hamlet supplied an ample stage . In France he first felt the au- thentic beat of a nation's heart ; he was a specta- tor at ...
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... winds that have visited it , the cloud - bergs that have drifted over it , and the snows that have ermined it in winter . The Imagination is a faculty that flouts at fore- ordination , and Wordsworth seemed to do all he could to cheat ...
... winds that have visited it , the cloud - bergs that have drifted over it , and the snows that have ermined it in winter . The Imagination is a faculty that flouts at fore- ordination , and Wordsworth seemed to do all he could to cheat ...
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... wind , gathered to itself thoughts and images like state- ly fleets from every quarter ; some deep with silks and spicery , some brooding over the silent thunders of their battailous armaments , but all swept forward in their destined ...
... wind , gathered to itself thoughts and images like state- ly fleets from every quarter ; some deep with silks and spicery , some brooding over the silent thunders of their battailous armaments , but all swept forward in their destined ...
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... winds , Winander * sleeps , ' Mid clustering isles , and holly - sprinkled steeps ; Where twilight glens endear my Esthwaite's shore , And memory of departed pleasures , more . * These lines are only applicable to the middle part of ...
... winds , Winander * sleeps , ' Mid clustering isles , and holly - sprinkled steeps ; Where twilight glens endear my Esthwaite's shore , And memory of departed pleasures , more . * These lines are only applicable to the middle part of ...
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... Winds neither road nor path for foot to tread : The rocks rise naked as a wall , or stretch , Far o'er the water , hung with groves of beech ; Aerial pines from loftier steeps ascend , Nor stop but where creation seems to end . Yet here ...
... Winds neither road nor path for foot to tread : The rocks rise naked as a wall , or stretch , Far o'er the water , hung with groves of beech ; Aerial pines from loftier steeps ascend , Nor stop but where creation seems to end . Yet here ...
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Alps arms art thou babe beneath Betty Betty Foy blessed breast breath bright cheerful child cottage dark dead dear door Earl of Lonsdale earth ELDRED Elea Ennerdale eyes face fancy father fear feel flowers gone Grasmere grave green grief hand happy hath head hear heard heart Heaven HERBERT hills hope hour Idiot Boy Idon Idonea innocent Johnny Kilve Lacy lamb Leonard light live look Lord Clifford Lyrical Ballads MARMADUKE mind moon mother mountain nature never night o'er Oswald pain passed peace poems poet poor porringer rest rocks round Salisbury Plain seemed shade side sigh sight sleep smile sorrow soul sound spirit stream Sugh Susan sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought trees turned vale voice wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind woman wood words Wordsworth Youth
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Página 203 - Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they ? I pray you tell/ She answered, " Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two arc gone to sea; " Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Página 359 - And left the work unfinished when he died. Three years, or little more, did Isabel Survive her Husband : at her death the estate Was sold, and went into a stranger's hand. The Cottage which was named The Evening Star Is gone — the ploughshare has been through the ground On which it stood...
Página 301 - My apprehensions come in crowds; I dread the rustling of the grass; The very shadows of the clouds Have power to shake me as they pass; I question things, and do not find One that will answer to my mind; And all the world appears unkind.
Página 187 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Página 343 - Performed all kinds of labour for his sheep, And for the land, his small inheritance. And to that hollow dell from time to time Did he repair, to build the fold of which His flock had need.
Página 273 - Strange fits of passion have I known: And I will dare to tell, But in the Lover's ear alone, What once to me befell. When she I loved looked every day Fresh as a rose in June, I to her cottage bent my way, Beneath an evening-moon.
Página 344 - And grossly that man errs who should suppose That the green valleys, and the streams and rocks, Were things indifferent to the shepherd's thoughts.
Página 355 - Even to the utmost I have been to thee A kind and a good Father: and herein I but repay a gift which I myself Received at others' hands ; for, though now old Beyond the common life of man, I still Remember them who loved me in my youth. Both of them sleep together: here they lived, As all their Forefathers had done; and when At length their time was come, they were not loth To give their bodies to the family mould.
Página 188 - BEHOLD, within the leafy shade, Those bright blue eggs together laid ! On me the chance-discovered sight Gleamed like a vision of delight. I started — seeming to espy The home and sheltered bed, The Sparrow's dwelling, which, hard by My Father's, house, in wet or dry My sister Emmeline and I Together visited.
Página 214 - t that aileth thee ? " What is it 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 the sun be shining hot, do but stretch thy woollen chain, This beech is standing by, its covert thou canst gain; For rain and mountain-storms ! the like thou need'st not fear, The rain and storm are things that scarcely can come here.