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... grave , and that his body would moulder into dust . ' But ' , he adds , ' it was not so much from the source of animal vivacity that my difficulty came , as from a sense of the indomitableness of the spirit within me .
... grave , and that his body would moulder into dust . ' But ' , he adds , ' it was not so much from the source of animal vivacity that my difficulty came , as from a sense of the indomitableness of the spirit within me .
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... with pen and ink ' . The poet , however , does not ap- pear to have taken the warning to heart , for we soon find him penning verses as he advances on his tour . He and his companion visited the grave of Burns , TOUR IN SCOTLAND . 43.
... with pen and ink ' . The poet , however , does not ap- pear to have taken the warning to heart , for we soon find him penning verses as he advances on his tour . He and his companion visited the grave of Burns , TOUR IN SCOTLAND . 43.
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... grave . I mourned with thousands , but as one More deeply grieved , for He was gone Whose light I hailed when first it shone , And showed my youth How verse may build a princely throne On humble truth . Sighing I turned away ; but ere ...
... grave . I mourned with thousands , but as one More deeply grieved , for He was gone Whose light I hailed when first it shone , And showed my youth How verse may build a princely throne On humble truth . Sighing I turned away ; but ere ...
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... Grave ' , may be noted . But what renders this tour especially memorable , is the first meeting between Wordsworth and Sir Walter , then plain Mr. Scott , who hospitably entertained the travellers at Lasswade , upon the banks of the Esk ...
... Grave ' , may be noted . But what renders this tour especially memorable , is the first meeting between Wordsworth and Sir Walter , then plain Mr. Scott , who hospitably entertained the travellers at Lasswade , upon the banks of the Esk ...
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... grave , that last resting - place which he was so soon to share . He died on the 1st December in the same year . --- The mournful reflections which thus saddened the family , were constantly renewed by the outlook which they had from ...
... grave , that last resting - place which he was so soon to share . He died on the 1st December in the same year . --- The mournful reflections which thus saddened the family , were constantly renewed by the outlook which they had from ...
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Página 340 - And these my exhortations ! Nor, perchance, If I should be where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence...
Página 345 - Then sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts today Feel the gladness of the May!
Página 318 - 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 346 - Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Página 346 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, 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 339 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — both what they half create, And what perceive ; well pleased to recognise In nature and the language of the sense, The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Página 345 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel— I feel it all. Oh evil day! if I were sullen While Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers...
Página 27 - DURING the first year that Mr. Wordsworth and I were neighbours, our conversations turned frequently on the two cardinal points of poetry, the power of exciting the sympathy of the reader by a faithful adherence to the truth of nature, and the power of giving the interest of novelty by the modifying colours of imagination.
Página 124 - The imperfect offices of prayer and praise, His mind was a thanksgiving to the power That made him; it was blessedness and love!
Página 345 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!