Text-book of Poetry: From Wordsworth, Coleridge, Burns, Beattie, Goldsmith, and Thomson. With Sketches of the Authors' Lives, Notes, and Glossaries. For Use in Schools and ClassesGinn Brothers, 1880 - 111 páginas |
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... beauty , the only way to drink - in the efficacy thereof ; a converse which Milton so well describes as " beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still air of delightful studies . " The upshot of all which is that ...
... beauty , the only way to drink - in the efficacy thereof ; a converse which Milton so well describes as " beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still air of delightful studies . " The upshot of all which is that ...
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... beauty and wisdom and eloquence of the authors , without having their thoughts too much diverted and drawn away to irrele vant points . I have been specially desirous not to encumber pupils with excessive or superfluous help ; deeming ...
... beauty and wisdom and eloquence of the authors , without having their thoughts too much diverted and drawn away to irrele vant points . I have been specially desirous not to encumber pupils with excessive or superfluous help ; deeming ...
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... beauty of his youth . During the Summer vacations Wordsworth and his sister , who had been much separated since their childhood , met once more under the roof of their mother's kindred in Penrith . With her he then had the first of ...
... beauty of his youth . During the Summer vacations Wordsworth and his sister , who had been much separated since their childhood , met once more under the roof of their mother's kindred in Penrith . With her he then had the first of ...
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... beauty . He expressed what he saw in verse , she in prose , and it is hard to say which is the more poetic . Early in 1805 , the first great sorrow fell upon the poet's home , in the loss of his brother , Captain Wordsworth . He was ...
... beauty . He expressed what he saw in verse , she in prose , and it is hard to say which is the more poetic . Early in 1805 , the first great sorrow fell upon the poet's home , in the loss of his brother , Captain Wordsworth . He was ...
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... beauty . Still the afllic- tion bore hard upon her aged parents , and would probably have been too much for them , but that they had the full strength of Christian faith to console and sustain them . On the 23d day of April , 1850 , the ...
... beauty . Still the afllic- tion bore hard upon her aged parents , and would probably have been too much for them , but that they had the full strength of Christian faith to console and sustain them . On the 23d day of April , 1850 , the ...
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Alfoxden appear'd art thou beauty behold beneath blest bowers breast breath bright Charles Lamb cheer child clouds dark dear deep delight divine doth dream Earth fair faith fancy fear feel flowers frae gentle grace Grasmere grave green grove happy hath Hawkshead hear heard heart Heaven hills hope hour human light live lonely look look'd lyre mind mountains Muse Nature Nature's never night o'er pass'd passion peace Peter Bell pleasure poem poet praise pride rapture rill Rob Roy rocks round Rydal Mount Scotland seem'd shade sight silent sing Skiddaw sleep smile soft song soothe sorrow soul sound spirit stars stood stream sublime sweet tears thee things thou thought toil truth turn'd twas vale vex'd voice wandering ween wild wind woods Wordsworth Yarrow Ye banded youth
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Página 87 - Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 233 - 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 181 - L'OUVERTURE. TOUSSAINT, the most unhappy Man of Men ! Whether the whistling Rustic tend his plough Within thy hearing, or thy head be now Pillowed in some deep dungeon's earless den ; — O miserable Chieftain ! where and when Wilt thou find patience ? Yet die not ; do thou Wear rather in thy bonds a cheerful brow : Though fallen Thyself, never to rise again, Live, and take comfort. Thou hast left behind Powers that will work for thee ; air, earth, and skies ; There's not a breathing of the common...
Página 235 - 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 183 - Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
Página 87 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.— That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures.
Página 540 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme: How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He Who bore in Heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head; How His first followers and servants sped; The precepts sage they wrote to many a land; How he, who lone in' Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand, And heard great Bab'lon's doom pronounced by Heaven's command. Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs...
Página 238 - 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 491 - First Voice. But tell me, tell me, speak again, Thy soft response renewing — What makes that ship drive on so fast ? What is the ocean doing ? Second Voice. Still as a slave before his lord, The ocean hath no blast ; His great bright eye most silently Up to the moon is cast — If he may know which way to go, For she guides him smooth or grim. See,, brother, see ! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Página 487 - The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared, Merrily did we drop Below the kirk, below the hill, Below the lighthouse top. The sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — " The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.