Poems, selected and ed. by R.A. Willmott. Illustr |
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... pleasures , more . Fair scenes , erewhile , I taught , a happy child , The echoes of your rocks my carols wild : Then did no ebb of cheerfulness demand Sad tides of joy from Melancholy's hand ; In youth's wild eye the livelong day was ...
... pleasures , more . Fair scenes , erewhile , I taught , a happy child , The echoes of your rocks my carols wild : Then did no ebb of cheerfulness demand Sad tides of joy from Melancholy's hand ; In youth's wild eye the livelong day was ...
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... pleasures glide , Unstained by envy , discontent , and pride , The bound of all his vanity , to deck With one bright bell a favourite heifer's neck ; Content , upon some simple annual feast , Remembered half the year and hoped the rest ...
... pleasures glide , Unstained by envy , discontent , and pride , The bound of all his vanity , to deck With one bright bell a favourite heifer's neck ; Content , upon some simple annual feast , Remembered half the year and hoped the rest ...
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... pleasure nourished , tracing here An emblem of his own unfruitful life : And , lifting up his head , he then would gaze On the more distant scene , -- how lovely ' t is Thou seest , and he would gaze till it became Far lovelier , and ...
... pleasure nourished , tracing here An emblem of his own unfruitful life : And , lifting up his head , he then would gaze On the more distant scene , -- how lovely ' t is Thou seest , and he would gaze till it became Far lovelier , and ...
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... taught , I read , and loved the books in which I read ; For books in every neighbouring house I sought , And nothing to my mind a sweeter pleasure brought . The suns of twenty summers danced along , - Ah 31 THE FEMALE VAGRANT .
... taught , I read , and loved the books in which I read ; For books in every neighbouring house I sought , And nothing to my mind a sweeter pleasure brought . The suns of twenty summers danced along , - Ah 31 THE FEMALE VAGRANT .
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... pleasure shook . " Drink , pretty creature , drink , " she said in such a tone , That I almost received her heart into my own . ' Twas little Barbara Lewthwaite , a child of beauty rare ! I watched them with delight ; they were a lovely ...
... pleasure shook . " Drink , pretty creature , drink , " she said in such a tone , That I almost received her heart into my own . ' Twas little Barbara Lewthwaite , a child of beauty rare ! I watched them with delight ; they were a lovely ...
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behold beneath Binnorie blessed bower breath bright brook BROUGHAM CASTLE Busk calm cheerful child Child is Father choice or chance city spire cloud cottage dark dear deep delight DITTO door doth dwell earth Ennerdale face fair fear feel fields flowers glad Glaramara gleam Grasmere grave green grove happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hills hope hour human human weight lake Laodamia Leonard light live lofty lonely look Lord Clifford Luke mind morning mother mountain Naiad Nature never night o'er passed pleasure poor Protesilaus rill rocks round Rylstone seemed shade Shepherd shore side sight silent sing sleep solitude song sorrow soul sound spirit steep stone stood stream summer sweet tears thee things thought trees Twill vale VENETIAN REPUBLIC voice walk wandering ween wild wind woods Yarrow youth
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Página 262 - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone...
Página 41 - A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? I met a little cottage girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be ? " " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Página 181 - Nor, perchance — If I should be where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service: rather say With warmer love — oh! with far deeper zeal Of holier love.
Página 126 - But worthier still of note Are those fraternal Four of Borrowdale, Joined in one solemn and capacious grove ; Huge trunks! and each particular trunk a growth Of intertwisted fibres serpentine Up-coiling, and inveterately convolved...
Página 131 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Página 41 - Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be ? " " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they, I pray you tell ? " She answered, "Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea. " Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother ; And in the churchyard cottage I Dwell near them, with my mother.
Página 265 - And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife: But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part; Filling from time to time his "humorous stage...
Página 206 - Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear 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 air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
Página 122 - Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise Has carried far into his heart the voice Of mountain torrents; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
Página 42 - Two of us in the church-yard lie, my sister and my brother; and, in the church-yard cottage, I dwell near them with my mother.