The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to BayleySamuel Carter Hall H. G. Bohn, 1846 |
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... morning , And the children are culling On every side , In a thousand valleys far and wide , Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm , And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : - I hear , I hear — with joy I hear ! But there's a tree ...
... morning , And the children are culling On every side , In a thousand valleys far and wide , Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm , And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : - I hear , I hear — with joy I hear ! But there's a tree ...
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... A sight so touching in its majesty : This City now doth , like a garment , wear air . The beauty of the morning ; silent , c 2 WORDSWORTH . 11 The World is too much with London, 1802 Written in an Album 33 Composed upon Westminster Bridge.
... A sight so touching in its majesty : This City now doth , like a garment , wear air . The beauty of the morning ; silent , c 2 WORDSWORTH . 11 The World is too much with London, 1802 Written in an Album 33 Composed upon Westminster Bridge.
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Samuel Carter Hall. air . The beauty of the morning ; silent , bare , Ships , towers , domes , theatres , and temples lie Open unto the fields , and to the sky , - All bright and glittering in the smokeless Never did sun more beautifully ...
Samuel Carter Hall. air . The beauty of the morning ; silent , bare , Ships , towers , domes , theatres , and temples lie Open unto the fields , and to the sky , - All bright and glittering in the smokeless Never did sun more beautifully ...
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... morning , ebbs from us , And leaves us , at eve , on the bleak shore alone ! Ne'er tell me of glories , serenely adorning The close of our day , the calm eve of our night ; Give me back , give me back the wild freshness of morning , Her ...
... morning , ebbs from us , And leaves us , at eve , on the bleak shore alone ! Ne'er tell me of glories , serenely adorning The close of our day , the calm eve of our night ; Give me back , give me back the wild freshness of morning , Her ...
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... morning - star shines dead . As on the jag of a mountain crag , Which an earthquake rocks and swings , An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings . And when sunset may breathe , from the lit sea beneath , Its ...
... morning - star shines dead . As on the jag of a mountain crag , Which an earthquake rocks and swings , An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings . And when sunset may breathe , from the lit sea beneath , Its ...
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