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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... speak in this way . I am not , however , afraid of such censure , insignificant as probably the majority of those poems would appear to very respectable persons . I do not mean London wits and witlings , for these have too many foul ...
... speak in this way . I am not , however , afraid of such censure , insignificant as probably the majority of those poems would appear to very respectable persons . I do not mean London wits and witlings , for these have too many foul ...
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... speak : While he was yet a boy , The Moon , the glory of the Sun , And streams that murmur as they run , Had been his dearest joy . He was a lovely youth ! I guess The panther in the wilderness Was not so fair as he ; And , when he ...
... speak : While he was yet a boy , The Moon , the glory of the Sun , And streams that murmur as they run , Had been his dearest joy . He was a lovely youth ! I guess The panther in the wilderness Was not so fair as he ; And , when he ...
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... speak , nor dare to slack Their pace from mile to mile , Till they have cross'd the quaking marsh , And reach'd the lonely Isle . The Sun above the pine - trees show'd A bright and cheerful face ; And Ina look'd for her abode , The ...
... speak , nor dare to slack Their pace from mile to mile , Till they have cross'd the quaking marsh , And reach'd the lonely Isle . The Sun above the pine - trees show'd A bright and cheerful face ; And Ina look'd for her abode , The ...
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... speak not of the Winter's cold , For Summer's heat exchanged , While I have lodged in this rough hold , From social life estranged ; Nor yet of trouble and alarms : High Heaven is my defence ; And every season has soft arms For injured ...
... speak not of the Winter's cold , For Summer's heat exchanged , While I have lodged in this rough hold , From social life estranged ; Nor yet of trouble and alarms : High Heaven is my defence ; And every season has soft arms For injured ...
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... speak , the Shepherd had been bound In surety for his brother's son , a man Of an industrious life and ample means ; But unforeseen misfortunes suddenly Had prest upon him ; and old Michael now Was summon'd to discharge the forfeiture ...
... speak , the Shepherd had been bound In surety for his brother's son , a man Of an industrious life and ample means ; But unforeseen misfortunes suddenly Had prest upon him ; and old Michael now Was summon'd to discharge the forfeiture ...
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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.