The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen2W. Paterson, 1882 |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 45
Página 5
... once Appear so lovely , never , never ; - How tunefully the forests ring ! To hear the earth's soft murmuring Thus could I hang for ever ! " Shame on you ! " cried my little Boat , " Was ever such a homesick Loon , 2 Within a living ...
... once Appear so lovely , never , never ; - How tunefully the forests ring ! To hear the earth's soft murmuring Thus could I hang for ever ! " Shame on you ! " cried my little Boat , " Was ever such a homesick Loon , 2 Within a living ...
Página 10
... once into the middle ; " And little Bess , with accent sweeter , Cried , " O , dear Sir ! but who is Peter ? " Said Stephen , " " Tis a downright riddle ! " The Squire cried , " Sure as Paradise Was lost to man by Adam's sinning , This ...
... once into the middle ; " And little Bess , with accent sweeter , Cried , " O , dear Sir ! but who is Peter ? " Said Stephen , " " Tis a downright riddle ! " The Squire cried , " Sure as Paradise Was lost to man by Adam's sinning , This ...
Página 11
... once that Peter was respected . He , two - and - thirty years or more , Had been a wild and woodland rover ; Had heard the Atlantic surges roar On farthest Cornwall's rocky shore , And trod the cliffs of Dover . And he had seen ...
... once that Peter was respected . He , two - and - thirty years or more , Had been a wild and woodland rover ; Had heard the Atlantic surges roar On farthest Cornwall's rocky shore , And trod the cliffs of Dover . And he had seen ...
Página 14
... once , that Peter Bell and she Had often been together . A savage wildness round him hung As of a dweller out of doors ; In his whole figure and his mien A savage character was seen Of mountains and of dreary moors . To all the unshaped ...
... once , that Peter Bell and she Had often been together . A savage wildness round him hung As of a dweller out of doors ; In his whole figure and his mien A savage character was seen Of mountains and of dreary moors . To all the unshaped ...
Página 18
... once , " quoth he , " I will be wise , With better speed I'll back again— And , lest the journey should prove vain , Will take yon Ass , my lawful prize ! " - Off Peter hied , — “ A comely beast ! Though not so plump as he might be ; My ...
... once , " quoth he , " I will be wise , With better speed I'll back again— And , lest the journey should prove vain , Will take yon Ass , my lawful prize ! " - Off Peter hied , — “ A comely beast ! Though not so plump as he might be ; My ...
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Términos y frases comunes
Alfoxden Ambleside Askrigg beautiful behold beneath bird bower breath bright brook Calais Castle Chaucer cheerful child Clovenford Cockermouth Coleridge Comp composed cottage Cuckoo dear delight Dorothy Wordsworth's Journal doth Dove Cottage earth EDWARD DOWDEN Ennerdale eyes face fair fear Fenwick note flowers gentle Glowworm Grasmere grave green happy hast hath heard heart heaven hills lake Leonard living Loch Loch Lomond look Lyrical Ballads mind morning Mother mountains Neidpath Castle never night Nightingale o'er passed Peter Peter Bell pleasure poem poor referred road Rob Roy rock round Rydal sate Scotland seen Shepherd side sight sing sister Skiddaw Sockburn song sonnet sorrow soul spirit spot stanzas stone stood stream sweet thee things thou art thought Tour Town-end trees vale voice walk wild William wind wood Wordsworth written
Pasajes populares
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...