Selections from WordsworthK. Paul, Trench & Company, 1888 - Всего страниц: 309 |
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... hour , England hath need of thee . " The last of these two lines may certainly be applied to himself . We do not wish him back amongst us , but we desire that his influence should increase , for nothing is more needed in our time than ...
... hour , England hath need of thee . " The last of these two lines may certainly be applied to himself . We do not wish him back amongst us , but we desire that his influence should increase , for nothing is more needed in our time than ...
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... hour a single tie Survive of local sympathy , My soul will cast the backward view , The longing look alone on you . Published 1815 . Thus , while the Sun sinks down to rest Far in the regions of the west , Though to the vale no parting ...
... hour a single tie Survive of local sympathy , My soul will cast the backward view , The longing look alone on you . Published 1815 . Thus , while the Sun sinks down to rest Far in the regions of the west , Though to the vale no parting ...
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... hour A morbid 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 ' tis Thou seest , and he would gaze till it became Far ...
... hour A morbid 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 ' tis Thou seest , and he would gaze till it became Far ...
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... hour of inward thought , Can still suspect , and still revere himself , In lowliness of heart . 1789 . REMEMBRANCE OF COLLINS , COMPOSED UPON THE THAMES NEAR RICHMOND . Composed 1789 . GLIDE gently , thus for ever glide , Published 1798 ...
... hour of inward thought , Can still suspect , and still revere himself , In lowliness of heart . 1789 . REMEMBRANCE OF COLLINS , COMPOSED UPON THE THAMES NEAR RICHMOND . Composed 1789 . GLIDE gently , thus for ever glide , Published 1798 ...
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... hour of feeling . One moment now may give us more Than fifty years of reason : Our minds shall drink at every pore The spirit of the season . Some silent laws our hearts will make , Which they shall long obey : We for the year to come ...
... hour of feeling . One moment now may give us more Than fifty years of reason : Our minds shall drink at every pore The spirit of the season . Some silent laws our hearts will make , Which they shall long obey : We for the year to come ...
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Стр. 175 - As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong: The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong...
Стр. 142 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition , sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn ; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Стр. 48 - 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.
Стр. 179 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...
Стр. 53 - She 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.
Стр. 176 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the. fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay ; Land and Sea Give themselves up to jollity...
Стр. 51 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, ' A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own.
Стр. 98 - While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear, From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off, and near. Though babbling only to the Vale, Of sunshine and of flowers, Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours.
Стр. 99 - Thrice welcome, darling of the spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery; The same whom in my school-boy days I listened to; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways, In bush and tree and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.
Стр. 177 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing Boy, But He beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy; The Youth, who daily farther from the east Must travel, still is Nature's Priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended; At length the Man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day.