The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to BaylySamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1838 |
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... labours have been neither unappreciated nor unrecom- pensed . For the compliments he has received through public channels , and in private communications , from those whose praise is a liberal reward , he feels duly grateful ; and ...
... labours have been neither unappreciated nor unrecom- pensed . For the compliments he has received through public channels , and in private communications , from those whose praise is a liberal reward , he feels duly grateful ; and ...
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... labours against all re- ference to PRIVATE character , and comment upon PRIVATE life ; but we must always except cases where they are mixed up with published writings which influence , and are designed to influence , the universal mind ...
... labours against all re- ference to PRIVATE character , and comment upon PRIVATE life ; but we must always except cases where they are mixed up with published writings which influence , and are designed to influence , the universal mind ...
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... labours , fights , lives , breathes for him alone , Unhonour'd falls , unnoticed all his worth , Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth : While man , vain insect ! hopes to be forgiven , And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven ...
... labours , fights , lives , breathes for him alone , Unhonour'd falls , unnoticed all his worth , Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth : While man , vain insect ! hopes to be forgiven , And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven ...
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... labours of a long life in the cause of Virtue . In 1796 , his first great poem , “ Joan of Arc , " appeared ; and his fame ... labour " is , indeed , prodigious . There is nothing like it we believe in the history of the human mind . His ...
... labours of a long life in the cause of Virtue . In 1796 , his first great poem , “ Joan of Arc , " appeared ; and his fame ... labour " is , indeed , prodigious . There is nothing like it we believe in the history of the human mind . His ...
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... labour , knitting there with lifted arms , Till she sunk with very weakness . Her old mother Omitted no kind office , working for her , Albeit her hardest labour barely earn'd Enough to keep life struggling , and prolong The pains of ...
... labour , knitting there with lifted arms , Till she sunk with very weakness . Her old mother Omitted no kind office , working for her , Albeit her hardest labour barely earn'd Enough to keep life struggling , and prolong The pains of ...
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Página 13 - MILTON ! thou shouldst be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Página 49 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
Página 10 - Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Página 12 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Página 7 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
Página 31 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Página 125 - Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — do I wake or sleep?
Página 125 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
Página 10 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
Página 7 - 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...