The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen4W. Paterson, 1883 |
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... dear ? The silver moon with all her vales , and hills of mightiest fame , Doth she betray us when they're seen ? or2 are they but a name ? Or is it rather that Conceit rapacious is and strong , And bounty never yields so much but it ...
... dear ? The silver moon with all her vales , and hills of mightiest fame , Doth she betray us when they're seen ? or2 are they but a name ? Or is it rather that Conceit rapacious is and strong , And bounty never yields so much but it ...
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... dear Sister's sake , that , while she was sitting alone one day high up on this part of Loughrigg Fell , she was so affected by the voice of the Cuckoo heard from the crags at some distance that she could not suppress a wish to have a ...
... dear Sister's sake , that , while she was sitting alone one day high up on this part of Loughrigg Fell , she was so affected by the voice of the Cuckoo heard from the crags at some distance that she could not suppress a wish to have a ...
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... dear ; 2 For of God , of God they are . The place where this echo was heard can easily be identified by any one walking along the southern , or Loughrigg shore of Rydal . The Fenwick note refers to a wish of Dorothy Wordsworth to have ...
... dear ; 2 For of God , of God they are . The place where this echo was heard can easily be identified by any one walking along the southern , or Loughrigg shore of Rydal . The Fenwick note refers to a wish of Dorothy Wordsworth to have ...
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... dear Sister , with her usual simplicity , past the toasting fork with a slice of bread into the hands of this Edinburgh genius . Our little book - case stood on one side of the fire . To prevent loss of time , he took down a book , and ...
... dear Sister , with her usual simplicity , past the toasting fork with a slice of bread into the hands of this Edinburgh genius . Our little book - case stood on one side of the fire . To prevent loss of time , he took down a book , and ...
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William Wordsworth William Angus Knight. our acquaintance with dear Miss Fenwick , who has always stigmatized one line of it as vulgar , and worthy only of having been composed by a country squire . ] I. I AM not One who much or oft ...
William Wordsworth William Angus Knight. our acquaintance with dear Miss Fenwick , who has always stigmatized one line of it as vulgar , and worthy only of having been composed by a country squire . ] I. I AM not One who much or oft ...
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amongst the Poems ancient Appleby Castle Ballad Banner Barden Tower beautiful BLACK COMB Bolton Brancepeth brother Brougham Castle Castle cheer church clouds Coleorton Comp Creature D. W. to Lady dear delight Dorothy Wordsworth doth Dove Cottage Dr Johnson Earl earth edition Egremont Castle eyes Fancy fear feelings Fenwick note Grasmere grave ground happy hath heard heart heaven holy honour hope human Imagination inscription labour Lady Beaumont language lines live look Lord Clifford Loughrigg Fell metre mind moral nature never night Norton o'er objects passion pleasure Poet poetical Poetry praise reader referred rock Rylstone sight Sir George Beaumont Skipton sleep song sonnet sorrow soul sound speak spirit stood thee things thou thought tion tower Town-end tree truth vale verse voice walk Westmoreland Wharf White Doe words Wordsworth written youth
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Página 50 - On every side In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm: — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's a tree, of many, one, A single field which I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Página 55 - The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Página 51 - Shaped by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife; But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, And with new joy and pride The little actor cons another part ; Filling from time to time his
Página 64 - Two Voices are there ; one is of the sea, One of the mountains ; each a mighty Voice : In both from age to age thou didst rejoice, They were thy chosen music, Liberty ! There came a Tyrant, and with holy glee Thou fought'st against him ; but hast vainly striven : Thou from thy Alpine holds at length art driven, Where not a torrent murmurs heard by thee. Of one deep bliss thine ear hath been bereft : Then cleave...
Página 52 - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's immensity ; Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty prophet ! seer blest I On whom those truths do rest, "Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
Página 3 - It is the generous spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his boyish thought : Whose high endeavours are an inward light That makes the path before him always bright : Who, with a natural instinct to discern What knowledge can perform, is diligent to learn ; Abides by this resolve, and stops not there, But makes his moral being his prime care ; Who, doomed to go in company with pain, And fear, and bloodshed, miserable train ! Turns his necessity...
Página 53 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Página 54 - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind ; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be ; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Página 51 - mid work of his own hand he lies. Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses. With light upon him from his father's eyes!
Página 54 - Hence, in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither — And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.