The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen2W. Paterson, 1882 |
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... Wind • Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne . Even so for me a Vision sanctified 300 · 300 301 302 302 303 304 It is a beauteous Evening , calm and free 304 · Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go ? With Ships the sea was ...
... Wind • Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne . Even so for me a Vision sanctified 300 · 300 301 302 302 303 304 It is a beauteous Evening , calm and free 304 · Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go ? With Ships the sea was ...
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... wind was roaring , on his knees His youngest born did Andrew hold : And while the rest , a ruddy quire , Were seated round their blazing fire , This Tale the Shepherd told . II . “ I saw a crag , a lofty stone As ever tempest beat ! Out ...
... wind was roaring , on his knees His youngest born did Andrew hold : And while the rest , a ruddy quire , Were seated round their blazing fire , This Tale the Shepherd told . II . “ I saw a crag , a lofty stone As ever tempest beat ! Out ...
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... wind ; But hearing thee , or others of thy kind , As full of gladness and as free of heaven , I , with my fate contented , will plod on , And hope for higher raptures , when life's day is done . 1805 . ΧΙ . TO THE SMALL CELANDINE ...
... wind ; But hearing thee , or others of thy kind , As full of gladness and as free of heaven , I , with my fate contented , will plod on , And hope for higher raptures , when life's day is done . 1805 . ΧΙ . TO THE SMALL CELANDINE ...
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... wind , a western wind , And from the shores of Erin , Across the wave , a Rover brave To Binnorie is steering : Right onward to the Scottish strand The gallant ship is borne ; The warriors leap upon 28 POEMS OF THE FANCY . The Seven ...
... wind , a western wind , And from the shores of Erin , Across the wave , a Rover brave To Binnorie is steering : Right onward to the Scottish strand The gallant ship is borne ; The warriors leap upon 28 POEMS OF THE FANCY . The Seven ...
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... winds are sobbing ? Art thou the Peter of Norway Boors ? Their Thomas in Finland , And Russia far inland ? The bird , that by some name or other All men who know thee call their brother , The darling of children and men ? Could Father ...
... winds are sobbing ? Art thou the Peter of Norway Boors ? Their Thomas in Finland , And Russia far inland ? The bird , that by some name or other All men who know thee call their brother , The darling of children and men ? Could Father ...
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Alfoxden Ambleside beauty behold beneath Benjamin bird blest bower breast breath breeze bright Brinsop calm cheer cloth gilt clouds Coleorton composed creature dear delight divine dost doth earth fair faith Fancy fear flowers French morocco gentle gilt edges gladness gleam glory glow-worm grace Grasmere green grove happy hath head heard heart heaven Helvellyn hill hope hour light living lonely look Lord Clifford Loughrigg Fell Martha Ray mind moon morning mountain mournfully murmur Muse Nature nest never night o'er pensive Peter Bell pleasure poem Poets praise rays Workman rill river Swale rock round Rydal Mount seen shade side sight silent sing smile solitude of Binnorie song Sonnet soul spirit spring stars stir stream sweet thee thine things thou art thought trees vale voice wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind Windermere wings wood WRITTEN at Rydal
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Página 108 - 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 107 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower ; Then Nature said : " A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. " Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power, To kindle or restrain.
Página 105 - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Página 163 - For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was. 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.
Página 116 - 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!
Página 165 - Into a sober pleasure ; when thy mind Shall be a mansion for all lovely forms, Thy memory be as a dwelling-place For all sweet sounds and harmonies...
Página 162 - 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 161 - Once again I see' These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild: these pastoral farms, Green to the very door; and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees ! With some uncertain notice, as might seem Of vagrant dwellers in the houseless woods, Or of some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone.
Página 303 - 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 is on the sea : Listen ! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly.
Página 132 - THERE was a roaring in the wind all night ; The rain came heavily and fell in floods ; But now the sun is rising calm and bright ; The birds are singing in the distant woods...