Poems by William Wordsworth: Including Lyrical Ballads, and the Miscellaneous Pieces of the Author : with Additional Poems, a New Pref., and a Suppl. Essay, in 2 Vol, Volumen2 |
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Reaping and singing by herself ; Stop here , or gently pass ! Alone she cuts , and
binds the grain , And sings a melancholy straip ; O listen ! for the Vale profound Is
overflowing with the sound , No Nightingale did ever chaunt So sweetly to ...
Reaping and singing by herself ; Stop here , or gently pass ! Alone she cuts , and
binds the grain , And sings a melancholy straip ; O listen ! for the Vale profound Is
overflowing with the sound , No Nightingale did ever chaunt So sweetly to ...
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Will no one tell me what she sings ? ... Whate'er the theme , the Maiden sang As if
her song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at her work , And o'er the
sickle bending ;I listened till I had my fill : And , as I mounted up the hill , The
music ...
Will no one tell me what she sings ? ... Whate'er the theme , the Maiden sang As if
her song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at her work , And o'er the
sickle bending ;I listened till I had my fill : And , as I mounted up the hill , The
music ...
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There's Galla Water , Leader Haughs , “ Both lying right before us ; “ And
Dryborough , where with chiming Tweed " The Lintwbites sing in chorus ; “
There's pleasant Tiviot - dale , a land “ Made blithe with plough and harrow : “
Why throw away ...
There's Galla Water , Leader Haughs , “ Both lying right before us ; “ And
Dryborough , where with chiming Tweed " The Lintwbites sing in chorus ; “
There's pleasant Tiviot - dale , a land “ Made blithe with plough and harrow : “
Why throw away ...
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And call a train of laughing Hours ; And bid them dance , and bid them sing ; And
Thou , too , mingle in the Ring ! Take to thy heart a new delight ; If not , make
merry in despite ! For there is one who scorns thy power . But dance ! for under ...
And call a train of laughing Hours ; And bid them dance , and bid them sing ; And
Thou , too , mingle in the Ring ! Take to thy heart a new delight ; If not , make
merry in despite ! For there is one who scorns thy power . But dance ! for under ...
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1 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 to - day Feel the gladness of the
May !
1 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 to - day Feel the gladness of the
May !
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appear beauty behold beneath breath bright called cause cheer Child clouds common dark dead dear death deep delight doth earth face fair fear feelings fields Flower Friend give grave green hand happy hath head hear heard heart Heaven hill hope hour human kind land language leave less light live look metre mind morning mountain nature never objects once pain pass passion pleasure Poems Poet Poetry poor produced prose Reader reason rest rock round seemed seen sense side sight silent sing sleep song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stand stone strength sweet thee things thou thought Traveller trees true truth turn Vale voice waters wild wind wish wood written Yarrow youth
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Página 189 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Página 336 - Ah! then, if mine had been the Painter's hand, To express what then I saw; and add the gleam The light that never was on sea or land, The consecration and the Poet's dream; I would have planted thee, thou hoary Pile!
Página 364 - Poems was to choose incidents and situations from common life, and to relate or describe them, throughout, as far as was possible in a selection of language really used by men, and, at the same time, to throw over them a certain colouring of imagination, whereby ordinary things should be presented to the mind in an unusual aspect...
Página 346 - 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.
Página 345 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
Página 28 - As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie Couched on the bald top of an eminence ; Wonder to all who do the same espy, By what means it could thither come, and whence; So that it seems a thing endued with sense : Like a sea-beast crawled forth, that on a shelf Of rock or sand reposeth, there to sun itself...
Página 352 - 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.
Página 27 - But how can He expect that others should Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him, who for himself will take no heed at all? I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride...
Página 78 - Of tender joy wilt thou remember me, 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 — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service: rather say With warmer love — oh! with far deeper zeal Of holier love.
Página 351 - 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...