Poems by William WordsworthMcClure Phillips, 1907 - 327 páginas |
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... stationary blasts of waterfalls , And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting winds , bewildered and forlorn , The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky , The rocks that muttered close upon our ears , Black xvi.
... stationary blasts of waterfalls , And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting winds , bewildered and forlorn , The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky , The rocks that muttered close upon our ears , Black xvi.
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William Wordsworth Stopford Augustus Brooke. The rocks that muttered close upon our ears , Black , drizzling crags that spake by the wayside As if a voice were in them , the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream , The ...
William Wordsworth Stopford Augustus Brooke. The rocks that muttered close upon our ears , Black , drizzling crags that spake by the wayside As if a voice were in them , the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream , The ...
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... had my soul , and I grew up ' The Close of Boyhood * . 162 ' Thus while the days flew by , and years passed on , ' Cambridge * 163 Beside the pleasant Mill of Trompington ' Aspiration ' The sun was set , or setting , xxxi.
... had my soul , and I grew up ' The Close of Boyhood * . 162 ' Thus while the days flew by , and years passed on , ' Cambridge * 163 Beside the pleasant Mill of Trompington ' Aspiration ' The sun was set , or setting , xxxi.
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... close , warm , breezeless summer night ' Character of the Happy Warrior 181 Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room Personal Talk . 183 184 187 • 187 188 188 188 189 Admonition . Intended more particularly for the perusal of those ...
... close , warm , breezeless summer night ' Character of the Happy Warrior 181 Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room Personal Talk . 183 184 187 • 187 188 188 188 189 Admonition . Intended more particularly for the perusal of those ...
Página xxxviii
... close to Dame Tyson's cottage , and in the direction of the school , Wordsworth must have passed many times each day . It still retains its primitive and quaint character . PAGE 17 25 333 41 49 AN OLD COURTYARD , HAWKSHEAD . This ...
... close to Dame Tyson's cottage , and in the direction of the school , Wordsworth must have passed many times each day . It still retains its primitive and quaint character . PAGE 17 25 333 41 49 AN OLD COURTYARD , HAWKSHEAD . This ...
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Alfoxden Ambleside beauty behold beneath birds bower breath breeze bright brook brother Brougham Castle calm Castle child clouds Coleridge composed cottage dear delight doth DOVE COTTAGE dwell earth EASDALE Ennerdale fair Fancy fear feel fields flowers friends gentle Grasmere grave green grove happy hath HAWKSHEAD heard heart heaven hills hour human lake LEONARD light live lonely look Lord Clifford Loughrigg Fell mind moon morning Mosgiel mountains Nab Scar Nature Nature's never night o'er pleasure poem Poet Quantock Hill river Derwent RIVER DUDDON rock round Rydal Mount seemed seen shade Shepherd side sight silent sing Sister sleep soft song Sonnet soul sound spirit stanza stars stone stood stream sweet thee thine things thou art thought trees vale valley verse voice walk Wansfell wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind woods Wordsworth Written at Town-end Yarrow youth
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Página 122 - Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang As if her song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending;— I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more. Sonnet COMPOSED
Página 128 - And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine; A Being breathing thoughtful breath, A Traveller between life and death; The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light. 1804.
Página 102 - Dear Child ! dear Girl ! that walkest with me here, If thou appear untouched by solemn thought, Thy nature is not therefore less divine : Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year ; And worship's! at the Temple's inner shrine, God being with thee when we know it not. 1802. On the Extinction of the Venetian Republic
Página 137 - long for a repose that ever is the same. Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads
Página 248 - Leave to the nightingale her shady wood; A privacy of glorious light is thine ; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood Of harmony, with instinct more divine ; Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home ! The Skylark
Página 105 - Even so doth God protect us if we be Virtuous and wise. Winds blow, and waters roll, Strength to the brave, and Power, and Deity; Yet in themselves are nothing ! One decree Spake laws to them, and said that by the soul Only, the Nations shall be great and free. Written in London. September, 1802
Página 25 - 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. When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me
Página 102 - On the Extinction of the Venetian Republic did She hold the gorgeous east in fee; And was the safeguard of the west : the worth Of Venice did not fall below her birth, Venice, the eldest Child of Liberty. No guile seduced, no force could violate; And, when she took
Página 89 - A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The Child is father of the Man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety. Written in March
Página 123 - But we will leave it growing. O'er hilly path, and open Strath, We 'll wander Scotland thorough; But, though so near, we will not turn Into the dale of Yarrow. ' Let beeves and home-bred kine partake The sweets of Burn-mill meadow, The swan on still St. Mary's Lake Float double, swan and shadow