The Poetical Works of William WordsworthG. Routledge & Company, 1858 - 496 страници |
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... Spread round that haven in the glen : Each hut , perchance , might have its own , And to the boy they all were known ; He knew and prized them all . And one , the rarest , was a shell Which he , poor child , had studied well ; The shell ...
... Spread round that haven in the glen : Each hut , perchance , might have its own , And to the boy they all were known ; He knew and prized them all . And one , the rarest , was a shell Which he , poor child , had studied well ; The shell ...
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... spreading of its golden tides ; And now it touches on the purple steep That flings his shadow on the pictured deep . " Vivid rings of green . " - Greenwood's Poem on Shooting . " Dolcemente feroce . " - Tasso . - In this description of ...
... spreading of its golden tides ; And now it touches on the purple steep That flings his shadow on the pictured deep . " Vivid rings of green . " - Greenwood's Poem on Shooting . " Dolcemente feroce . " - Tasso . - In this description of ...
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... spread along the flood . The song of mountain streams , unheard by day , Now hardly heard , beguiles my homeward way . All air is like the sleeping water , still , List'ning the aërial music of the hill , Broke only by the slow clock ...
... spread along the flood . The song of mountain streams , unheard by day , Now hardly heard , beguiles my homeward way . All air is like the sleeping water , still , List'ning the aërial music of the hill , Broke only by the slow clock ...
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... spread , The pastoral Swiss begins the cliffs to scale , To silence leaving the deserted vale , Mounts , where the verdure leads , from stage to stage , And pastures on , as in the patriarchs ' age : O'er lofty heights serene and still ...
... spread , The pastoral Swiss begins the cliffs to scale , To silence leaving the deserted vale , Mounts , where the verdure leads , from stage to stage , And pastures on , as in the patriarchs ' age : O'er lofty heights serene and still ...
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... spread , and sink , and rise ; That come and go with endless play , And ever , as they pass away , Are hidden in her eyes . She loves her fire , her cottage home ; Yet o'er the moorland will she roam In weather rough and bleak ; And ...
... spread , and sink , and rise ; That come and go with endless play , And ever , as they pass away , Are hidden in her eyes . She loves her fire , her cottage home ; Yet o'er the moorland will she roam In weather rough and bleak ; And ...
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Страница 268 - Thou little child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife ? Full soon thy soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life...
Страница 160 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
Страница 8 - A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Страница 56 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Страница 266 - 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 passed away a glory from the earth.
Страница 119 - Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise Has carried far into his heart the voice Of mountain torrents ; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven, received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
Страница 160 - Of aspect more sublime : that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world. 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...
Страница 120 - To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.
Страница 131 - Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Страница 160 - The picture of the mind revives again: While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years.