The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth ...Little, Brown & Company, 1859 |
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... called thee MERRY ENGLAND , in old time 183 184 To the River Greta , near Keswick 185 . To the River Derwent In Sight of the Town of Cockermouth 186 186 Address from the Spirit of Cockermouth Castle Nun's Well , Brigham 187 188 To a ...
... called thee MERRY ENGLAND , in old time 183 184 To the River Greta , near Keswick 185 . To the River Derwent In Sight of the Town of Cockermouth 186 186 Address from the Spirit of Cockermouth Castle Nun's Well , Brigham 187 188 To a ...
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... called Long Meg and her Daughters , near the River Eden Lowther · To the Earl of Lonsdale The Somnambulist To Cordelia M , Hallsteads , Ullswater Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes • 220 221 221 222 228 229 • POEMS OF SENTIMENT AND ...
... called Long Meg and her Daughters , near the River Eden Lowther · To the Earl of Lonsdale The Somnambulist To Cordelia M , Hallsteads , Ullswater Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes • 220 221 221 222 228 229 • POEMS OF SENTIMENT AND ...
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... called the people to the place . How desolate is Rylstone hall ! This was the instant thought of all ; And if the lonely Lady there Should be , to her they cannot bear This weight of anguish and despair . So , when upon sad thoughts had ...
... called the people to the place . How desolate is Rylstone hall ! This was the instant thought of all ; And if the lonely Lady there Should be , to her they cannot bear This weight of anguish and despair . So , when upon sad thoughts had ...
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... Called the submissive strings to wake In glory for this Maiden's sake , Say , Spirit ! whither hath she fled To hide her poor , afflicted head ? What mighty forest in its gloom Enfolds her ? is a rifted tomb - Within the wilderness her ...
... Called the submissive strings to wake In glory for this Maiden's sake , Say , Spirit ! whither hath she fled To hide her poor , afflicted head ? What mighty forest in its gloom Enfolds her ? is a rifted tomb - Within the wilderness her ...
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... called them to repel . X. STRUGGLE OF THE BRITONS AGAINST THE BARBARIANS . RISE ! they have risen : of brave Aneurin ask How they have scourged old foes , perfidious friends : The Spirit of Caractacus descends Upon the Patriots ...
... called them to repel . X. STRUGGLE OF THE BRITONS AGAINST THE BARBARIANS . RISE ! they have risen : of brave Aneurin ask How they have scourged old foes , perfidious friends : The Spirit of Caractacus descends Upon the Patriots ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Banner beauty Bees behold blessed blest bold Bolton bowers Brancepeth breast breath bright brow calm CANUTE chantry cheer Church city of Durham clouds Creature crown dark dear divine doomed doth dread DUNOLLY CASTLE Earl of Lonsdale earth fair faith Fancy fear feeling flowers Francis lay friends gentle gleam glory grace grave green hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hill holy hope hour human Iona land light live look Lord meek mind morning mountain Nature's night Norton o'er peace pensive prayer repose river Derwent RIVER EDEN round RYDAL MOUNT Rylstone sacred shade sigh sight silent soft Sonnet soothe sorrow soul spake spirit spread STAFFA stand stars stood stream sweet tears tempest thee thou thought tower TOWER of REFUGE truth Ullswater vale voice White Doe Wicliffe wild wind wings words Workington
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Página 256 - Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good: Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Página 231 - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Página 156 - Scholars only — this immense And glorious Work of fine intelligence! Give all thou canst ; high Heaven rejects the lore Of nicely-calculated less or more ; So deemed the man who fashioned for the sense These lofty pillars, spread that branching roof Self-poised, and scooped into ten thousand cells, Where light and shade repose, where music dwells Lingering — and wandering on as loth to die; Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof That they were born for immortality.
Página 266 - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth: Glad Hearts! without reproach or blot; Who do thy work, and know it not: 0 if through confidence misplaced They fail, thy saving arms, dread Power, around them cast.
Página 256 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares—- The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Página 238 - His Master's dead, — and no one now Dwells in the Hall of Ivor ; Men, dogs, and horses, all are dead ; He is the sole survivor. And he is lean and he is sick ; His body, dwindled and awry, Rests upon ankles swoln and thick ; His legs are thin and dry.
Página 233 - One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can. Sweet is the lore which Nature brings ; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things : — We murder to dissect. Enough of Science and of Art ; Close up those barren leaves ; Come forth, and bring with you a heart That watches and receives.
Página 264 - There sometimes doth a leaping fish Send through the tarn a lonely cheer; The crags repeat the raven's croak, In symphony austere...
Página 305 - UP to the throne of God is borne The voice of praise at early morn, And he accepts the punctual hymn Sung as the light of day grows dim. Nor will he turn his ear aside From holy offerings at noontide. Then here reposing let us raise A song of gratitude and praise.
Página 233 - LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING. I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sat reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that...