The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen2W. Paterson, 1882 |
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... The towns in Saturn are ill built , But proud let him be who has seen them ; 1819 . 3 1827 . With joy I sail between them . 1819 . 4 1827 . That darling speck of ours . 1819 . See ! there she is , the matchless Earth ! PETER BELL .
... The towns in Saturn are ill built , But proud let him be who has seen them ; 1819 . 3 1827 . With joy I sail between them . 1819 . 4 1827 . That darling speck of ours . 1819 . See ! there she is , the matchless Earth ! PETER BELL .
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... seen Caernarvon's towers , And well he knew the spire of Sarum ; And he had been where Lincoln bell Flings o'er the fen that ponderous knell- A far - renowned alarum ! 1 At Doncaster , at York , and Leeds , And merry Carlisle had he ...
... seen Caernarvon's towers , And well he knew the spire of Sarum ; And he had been where Lincoln bell Flings o'er the fen that ponderous knell- A far - renowned alarum ! 1 At Doncaster , at York , and Leeds , And merry Carlisle had he ...
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... seen Of mountains and of dreary moors . To all the unshaped half - human thoughts Which solitary Nature feeds ' Mid summer storms or winter's ice , Had Peter joined whatever vice The cruel city breeds . His face was keen as is the wind ...
... seen Of mountains and of dreary moors . To all the unshaped half - human thoughts Which solitary Nature feeds ' Mid summer storms or winter's ice , Had Peter joined whatever vice The cruel city breeds . His face was keen as is the wind ...
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... seen but woods , And rocks that spread a hoary gleam , And this one Beast , that from the bed Of the green meadow hangs his head Over the silent stream.2 " No doubt I'm foundered in these woods- For once , " quoth he , " I will be wise ...
... seen but woods , And rocks that spread a hoary gleam , And this one Beast , that from the bed Of the green meadow hangs his head Over the silent stream.2 " No doubt I'm foundered in these woods- For once , " quoth he , " I will be wise ...
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... seen How gaunt the Creature is , -how lean And sharp his staring bones ! 2 With legs stretched out and stiff he lay : - No word of kind commiseration Fell at the sight from Peter's tongue ; With hard contempt his heart was wrung , With ...
... seen How gaunt the Creature is , -how lean And sharp his staring bones ! 2 With legs stretched out and stiff he lay : - No word of kind commiseration Fell at the sight from Peter's tongue ; With hard contempt his heart was wrung , With ...
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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...