Selections from WordsworthK. Paul, Trench & Company, 1888 - 309 páginas |
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... hope in heaven . Then let him pass , a blessing on his head ! And while in that vast solitude to which The tide of things has borne him , he appears To breathe and live but for himself alone , Unblamed , uninjured , let him bear about ...
... hope in heaven . Then let him pass , a blessing on his head ! And while in that vast solitude to which The tide of things has borne him , he appears To breathe and live but for himself alone , Unblamed , uninjured , let him bear about ...
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... hope whose vital anxiousness Gives the last human interest to his heart . May never HOUSE , misnamed of INDUSTRY , Make him a captive ! —for that pent - up din , Those life - consuming sounds that clog the air , Be his the natural ...
... hope whose vital anxiousness Gives the last human interest to his heart . May never HOUSE , misnamed of INDUSTRY , Make him a captive ! —for that pent - up din , Those life - consuming sounds that clog the air , Be his the natural ...
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... hope , Though changed , no doubt , from what I was when first I came among these hills ; when like a roe I bounded o'er the mountains , by the sides Of the deep rivers , and the lonely streams , Wherever nature led : more like a man ...
... hope , Though changed , no doubt , from what I was when first I came among these hills ; when like a roe I bounded o'er the mountains , by the sides Of the deep rivers , and the lonely streams , Wherever nature led : more like a man ...
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... hope , I left our cottage - threshold , sallying forth With a huge wallet o'er my shoulder slung , A nutting - crook in hand ; and turned my step Tow'rd some far - distant wood , ( 11 ) a Figure quaint , Tricked out in proud disguise of ...
... hope , I left our cottage - threshold , sallying forth With a huge wallet o'er my shoulder slung , A nutting - crook in hand ; and turned my step Tow'rd some far - distant wood , ( 11 ) a Figure quaint , Tricked out in proud disguise of ...
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... hope . Perhaps it was a bower beneath whose leaves The violets of five seasons re - appear And fade , unseen by any human eye ; Where fairy water - breaks do murmur on For ever ; and I saw the sparkling foam , And - with my cheek on one ...
... hope . Perhaps it was a bower beneath whose leaves The violets of five seasons re - appear And fade , unseen by any human eye ; Where fairy water - breaks do murmur on For ever ; and I saw the sparkling foam , And - with my cheek on one ...
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Página 175 - As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong: The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong...
Página 142 - 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 waylay.
Página 48 - Of mountain torrents ; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven, received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
Página 179 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...
Página 53 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Página 176 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the. fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay ; Land and Sea Give themselves up to jollity...
Página 51 - 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.
Página 98 - While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear, From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off, and near. Though babbling only to the Vale, Of sunshine and of flowers, Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours.
Página 99 - Thrice welcome, darling of the spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery; The same whom in my school-boy days I listened to; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways, In bush and tree and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.
Página 177 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing Boy, But He beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy; The Youth, who daily farther from the east Must travel, still is Nature's Priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended; At length the Man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day.