The excursion, being a portion of The recluse, a poem |
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Beauty - a living Presence of the earth , Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms
Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth ' s materials - waits
upon my steps ; Pitches her tents before me as I move , An hourly neighbour .
Paradise ...
Beauty - a living Presence of the earth , Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms
Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth ' s materials - waits
upon my steps ; Pitches her tents before me as I move , An hourly neighbour .
Paradise ...
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Across a bare wide Common I was toiling With languid steps that by the slippery
turf Were baffled ; nor could my weak arm disperse The host of insects gathering
round my face , And ever with me as I paced along . Upon that open moorland ...
Across a bare wide Common I was toiling With languid steps that by the slippery
turf Were baffled ; nor could my weak arm disperse The host of insects gathering
round my face , And ever with me as I paced along . Upon that open moorland ...
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He had not heard the sound Of my approaching steps , and in the shade
Unnoticed did I stand some minutes ' space . At length I hailed him , seeing that
his hat Was moist with water - drops , as if the brim Had newly scooped a running
stream .
He had not heard the sound Of my approaching steps , and in the shade
Unnoticed did I stand some minutes ' space . At length I hailed him , seeing that
his hat Was moist with water - drops , as if the brim Had newly scooped a running
stream .
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... To the soft handling of the elements : There let it lie - how foolish are such
thoughts ! Forgive them ; - never - never did my steps Approach this door but she
who dwelt within A daughter ' s welcome gave me , and I loved her As my own
child .
... To the soft handling of the elements : There let it lie - how foolish are such
thoughts ! Forgive them ; - never - never did my steps Approach this door but she
who dwelt within A daughter ' s welcome gave me , and I loved her As my own
child .
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... no pleasure was : And poverty brought on a petted mood And a sore temper :
day by day he drooped , And he would leave his work - and to the town Would
turn without an errand his slack steps ; Or wander here and there among the
fields .
... no pleasure was : And poverty brought on a petted mood And a sore temper :
day by day he drooped , And he would leave his work - and to the town Would
turn without an errand his slack steps ; Or wander here and there among the
fields .
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Страница 61 - ... an answer — thither come, and shape A language not unwelcome to sick hearts And idle spirits : — there the sun himself, At the calm close of summer's longest day, Rests his substantial Orb ; — between those heights And on the top of either pinnacle, More keenly than elsewhere in night's blue vault, Sparkle the Stars, as of their station proud. Thoughts are not busier in the mind of man Than the mute Agents stirring there : — alone Here do I sit and watch.
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| Заглавие | The excursion, being a portion of The recluse, a poem |
| Автор | William Wordsworth |
| Публикувана | 1857 |
| Оригиналът е от | Оксфордският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 26 септ. 2006 |
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