The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Том 7 |
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There was he seen upon the cottage - bench , Recumbent in the shade , as if
asleep ; An iron - pointed staff lay at his side . Him had I marked the day before -
alone And stationed in the public way , with face Turned toward the sun then
setting ...
There was he seen upon the cottage - bench , Recumbent in the shade , as if
asleep ; An iron - pointed staff lay at his side . Him had I marked the day before -
alone And stationed in the public way , with face Turned toward the sun then
setting ...
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Many a time , On holidays , we rambled through the woods : We sate — we
walked ; he pleased me with report Of things which he had seen ; and often
touched Abstrusest matter , reasonings of the mind Turned inward ; or at my
request would ...
Many a time , On holidays , we rambled through the woods : We sate — we
walked ; he pleased me with report Of things which he had seen ; and often
touched Abstrusest matter , reasonings of the mind Turned inward ; or at my
request would ...
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A second infant now Was added to the troubles of a time Laden , for them and all
of their degree , With care and sorrow : shoals of artisans From ill - requited
labour turned adrift Sought daily bread from public charity , They , and their wives
and ...
A second infant now Was added to the troubles of a time Laden , for them and all
of their degree , With care and sorrow : shoals of artisans From ill - requited
labour turned adrift Sought daily bread from public charity , They , and their wives
and ...
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With quick step I reached The threshold , lifted with light hand the latch ; But ,
when I entered , Margaret looked at me A little while ; then turned her head away
Speechless , — and , sitting down upon a chair , Wept bitterly . I wist not what to
do ...
With quick step I reached The threshold , lifted with light hand the latch ; But ,
when I entered , Margaret looked at me A little while ; then turned her head away
Speechless , — and , sitting down upon a chair , Wept bitterly . I wist not what to
do ...
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I turned aside , And strolled into her garden . It appeared To lag behind the
season , and had lost Its pride of neatness . Daisy - flowers and thrift Had broken
their trim border - lines , and straggled O ' er paths they used to deck : carnations
...
I turned aside , And strolled into her garden . It appeared To lag behind the
season , and had lost Its pride of neatness . Daisy - flowers and thrift Had broken
their trim border - lines , and straggled O ' er paths they used to deck : carnations
...
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| Заглавие | The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Том 7 The poetical works of William Wordsworth, William [poetical works] Wordsworth |
| Автор | William [poetical works] Wordsworth |
| Издател | E. Moxon, 1849 |
| Оригиналът е от | Оксфордският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 26 септ. 2006 |
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