The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen2W. Paterson, 1882 |
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... GRAVE OF BURNS , SEVEN YEARS AFter his Death . THOUGHTS SUGGESTED THE DAY FOLLOWING ON THE BANKS PAGE 321 324 325 326 328 OF NITH , NEAR THE POET'S RESIDENCE . 332 TO THE SONS OF BURNS , AFTER VISITING THE GRAVE OF THEIR FATHER . 335 TO ...
... GRAVE OF BURNS , SEVEN YEARS AFter his Death . THOUGHTS SUGGESTED THE DAY FOLLOWING ON THE BANKS PAGE 321 324 325 326 328 OF NITH , NEAR THE POET'S RESIDENCE . 332 TO THE SONS OF BURNS , AFTER VISITING THE GRAVE OF THEIR FATHER . 335 TO ...
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... grave ! This cry that rings along the wood , This cry - that floats adown the flood , Comes from the entrance of a cave : And takes his way toward the south . 1819 . I see a blooming Wood - boy there , And PETER BELL . 29.
... grave ! This cry that rings along the wood , This cry - that floats adown the flood , Comes from the entrance of a cave : And takes his way toward the south . 1819 . I see a blooming Wood - boy there , And PETER BELL . 29.
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... grave in which he lies ! 5 1 1815 . he died when he was ten years old . 1800 . " In childhood , ere he was ten years old . 1805 . 2 1845 . Fair are the woods , and beauteous is the spot , The vale where he was born : 1800 . Fair is the ...
... grave in which he lies ! 5 1 1815 . he died when he was ten years old . 1800 . " In childhood , ere he was ten years old . 1805 . 2 1845 . Fair are the woods , and beauteous is the spot , The vale where he was born : 1800 . Fair is the ...
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... grave , and , oh , The difference to me ! I TRAVELLED AMONG UNKNOWN MEN . 1 1836 . Comp . 1799 . Pub . 1800 . I TRAVELLED among unknown men , In lands beyond the sea ; Nor , England ! did I know till then What love I bore to thee ...
... grave , and , oh , The difference to me ! I TRAVELLED AMONG UNKNOWN MEN . 1 1836 . Comp . 1799 . Pub . 1800 . I TRAVELLED among unknown men , In lands beyond the sea ; Nor , England ! did I know till then What love I bore to thee ...
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... grave no cushion is for thee . Or art thou one of gallant pride , " A Soldier and no man of chaff ? Welcome ! -but lay thy sword aside , And lean upon a peasant's staff . 1 1836 . Art thou a ' Statesman 1800 . 2 1836 . Of public ...
... grave no cushion is for thee . Or art thou one of gallant pride , " A Soldier and no man of chaff ? Welcome ! -but lay thy sword aside , And lean upon a peasant's staff . 1 1836 . Art thou a ' Statesman 1800 . 2 1836 . Of public ...
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Página 65 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the storm Grace that shall mould the maiden's form By silent sympathy. 'The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Página 302 - In our halls is hung Armoury of the invincible knights of old : We must be free or die, who speak the tongue That Shakespeare spake, the faith and morals hold Which Milton held.
Página 68 - He is retired as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noon-day grove : And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love.
Página 184 - But Nature, in due course of time, once more Shall here put on her beauty and her bloom. "She leaves these objects to a slow decay, That what we are, and have been, may be known ; But at the coming of the milder day These monuments shall all be overgrown.
Página 300 - MILTON, thou shouldst be living at this hour ! England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters ; altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness.
Página 292 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration ; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity ; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the sea : Listen ! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder everlastingly.
Página 55 - 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!
Página 53 - Wisdom and Spirit of the universe! Thou Soul that art the eternity of thought, That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul; Not with the mean and vulgar works of man, But with high objects, with enduring things — With life and nature — purifying thus The elements of feeling and of thought, And sanctifying, by such discipline, Both pain...
Página 56 - Pressed closely palm to palm and to his mouth Uplifted, he, as through an instrument, Blew mimic hootings to the silent owls, That they might answer him.
Página 262 - 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...