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In his heart , Where Fear sate thus , a cherished visitant , Was wanting yet the
pure delight of love By sound diffused , or by the breathing air , Or by the silent
looks of happy things , Or flowing from the universal face Of earth and sky . But he
...
In his heart , Where Fear sate thus , a cherished visitant , Was wanting yet the
pure delight of love By sound diffused , or by the breathing air , Or by the silent
looks of happy things , Or flowing from the universal face Of earth and sky . But he
...
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... was alive To all that was enjoyed where'er he went , And all that was endured ;
for , in himself Happy , and quiet in his cheerfulness , He had no painful pressure
from without That made him turn aside from wretchedness With coward fears .
... was alive To all that was enjoyed where'er he went , And all that was endured ;
for , in himself Happy , and quiet in his cheerfulness , He had no painful pressure
from without That made him turn aside from wretchedness With coward fears .
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It pleased Heaven to add • A worse affliction in the plague of war : This happy
Land was stricken to the heart ! A Wanderer then among the cottages , I , with my
freight of winter raiment , saw The hardships of that season : many rich Sank
down ...
It pleased Heaven to add • A worse affliction in the plague of war : This happy
Land was stricken to the heart ! A Wanderer then among the cottages , I , with my
freight of winter raiment , saw The hardships of that season : many rich Sank
down ...
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... turned adrift Sought daily bread from public charity , They , and their wives and
children - happier far Could they have lived as do the little birds That peck along
the hedge - rows , or the kite That makes her dwelling on the mountain rocks !
... turned adrift Sought daily bread from public charity , They , and their wives and
children - happier far Could they have lived as do the little birds That peck along
the hedge - rows , or the kite That makes her dwelling on the mountain rocks !
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... tools ; And well remember , o'er that fence she looked , And , while I paced
along the foot - way path , Called out , and sent a blessing after me , With tender
cheerfulness , and with a voice That seemed the very sound of happy thoughts .
... tools ; And well remember , o'er that fence she looked , And , while I paced
along the foot - way path , Called out , and sent a blessing after me , With tender
cheerfulness , and with a voice That seemed the very sound of happy thoughts .
Какво казват хората - Напишете рецензия
Не намерихме рецензии на обичайните места.
Други издания - Преглед на всички
Често срещани думи и фрази
appeared beauty beneath BOOK bound breath bright ceased cheerful child close cloth clouds course dark dead death delight desires earth face fair faith fear feel fields fixed flowers frame Friend gain give grace grave green hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour human kind land leave less light living lonely look lost mind mortal mountain moved nature never o'er object once pains passed peace pleased POEMS poor praise Price pure reached reason rest returned rocks round seat seemed seen sense shade side sight silent Solitary sorrow soul sound speak spirit stand steps stood stream suffer tender things thoughts trees truth turned vale virtue voice walk Wanderer wild winds wish youth
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Страница xvi - Where, on a small hereditary farm, An unproductive slip of rugged ground, His Parents, with their numerous offspring, dwelt ; A virtuous household, though exceeding poor...
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| Заглавие | The Excursion: A Poem |
| Автор | William Wordsworth |
| Издател | Edward Moxon, 1847 |
| Оригиналът е от | Мичиганският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 31 май 2007 |
| Брой страници | 374 страници |
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