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Página 63
... cheerful mind , and buffeted with bond , Interest , and mortgages ; at last he sank , And went into his grave before his time . Poor Walter ! whether it was care that spurred him God only knows ; but to the very last He had the lightest ...
... cheerful mind , and buffeted with bond , Interest , and mortgages ; at last he sank , And went into his grave before his time . Poor Walter ! whether it was care that spurred him God only knows ; but to the very last He had the lightest ...
Página 68
... cheerful love . Leonard . He could not come to an unhallowed end ! Priest . Nay , God forbid ! You recollect I mentioned A habit which disquietude and grief Had brought upon him ; and we all conjectured That , as the day was warm , he ...
... cheerful love . Leonard . He could not come to an unhallowed end ! Priest . Nay , God forbid ! You recollect I mentioned A habit which disquietude and grief Had brought upon him ; and we all conjectured That , as the day was warm , he ...
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... cheerful , at sunrise , the hill where I stood , Looking down on the kine , and our treasure of sheep That besprinkled the field - ' twas like youth in my blood ! Now I cleave to the house ,, and am dull as a snail ; And oftentimes hear ...
... cheerful , at sunrise , the hill where I stood , Looking down on the kine , and our treasure of sheep That besprinkled the field - ' twas like youth in my blood ! Now I cleave to the house ,, and am dull as a snail ; And oftentimes hear ...
Página 98
... cheerful smiles , Limbs stout as thine , and lips as gay , Thy looks , thy cunning , and thy wiles , And countenance like a summer's day , They would have hopes of him - and then I should behold his face again ! " Tis gone - like dreams ...
... cheerful smiles , Limbs stout as thine , and lips as gay , Thy looks , thy cunning , and thy wiles , And countenance like a summer's day , They would have hopes of him - and then I should behold his face again ! " Tis gone - like dreams ...
Página 117
... should suppose That the green valleys , and the streams and rocks , Were things indifferent to the shepherd's thoughts . Fields , where with cheerful spirits he had breathed The common air ; the hills , which he so THE AFFECTIONS . 117.
... should suppose That the green valleys , and the streams and rocks , Were things indifferent to the shepherd's thoughts . Fields , where with cheerful spirits he had breathed The common air ; the hills , which he so THE AFFECTIONS . 117.
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Términos y frases comunes
art thou babe behold beneath Betty Betty Foy bird Black Comb bower breath bright BROUGHAM CASTLE calm Canute cheerful child churchyard clouds cottage creature curious pastime dead dear delight dost doth dwell earth EGREMONT CASTLE eyes fair fear feel fields flowers gentle glad gleam gone Goody Blake grave green happy Harry Gill hast hath hear heard heart heaven Helvellyn hill hope hour Idiot Boy Johnny Kilve lamb Laodamia Leonard live lofty look Martha Ray mind moon morning mother mountain murmur never night o'er ODE TO DUTY passed pleasure poor porringer rills rock round shade shepherd side sight silent sing sleep smile song soul sound spirit spring stars stone Susan sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought Trajan trees Twas Twill vale voice weary ween wild wind woods youth
Pasajes populares
Página 1 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
Página 130 - Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind...
Página 207 - The cock is crowing, The stream is flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter, The green field sleeps in the sun; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising; There are forty feeding like one! Like an army defeated The Snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill...
Página 192 - Thus Nature spake — the work was done; — How soon my Lucy's race was run! She died, and left to me This heath, this calm and quiet scene; The memory of what has been, And never more will be.
Página 132 - The outward shows of sky and earth, Of hill and valley, he has viewed ; And impulses of deeper birth Have come to him in solitude.
Página 14 - SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Página 179 - The task, in smoother walks to stray; But thee I now would serve more strictly, if I may. Through no disturbance of my soul, Or strong compunction in me wrought, I supplicate for thy control; But in the quietness of thought: Me this unchartered freedom tires; I feel the weight of chance desires: My hopes no more must change their name, I long for a repose that ever is the same.
Página xii - 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, And with the heart of May Doth every beast keep holiday.
Página 4 - 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 - Upon the glassy plain; and oftentimes, When we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Came sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Have I, reclining back upon my heels, Stopped short; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me, — even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round"! Behind me did they stretch in solemn train, Feebler and feebler, and I stood and watched Till all was tranquil as a...