The Miscellaneous Poems of William Wordsworth, Том 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1820 - Всего страниц: 328 |
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... babes along this weary way ; Or taught their limbs along the burning road A few short steps to totter with their load . I see her now , denyed to lay her head , On cold blue nights , in hut or straw - built shed , Turn to a silent smile ...
... babes along this weary way ; Or taught their limbs along the burning road A few short steps to totter with their load . I see her now , denyed to lay her head , On cold blue nights , in hut or straw - built shed , Turn to a silent smile ...
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... babes to shield , And faint the fire a dying heart can yield ; Press the sad kiss , fond mother ! vainly fears Thy flooded cheek to wet them with its tears ; No tears can chill them , and no bosom warms , Thy breast their death - bed ...
... babes to shield , And faint the fire a dying heart can yield ; Press the sad kiss , fond mother ! vainly fears Thy flooded cheek to wet them with its tears ; No tears can chill them , and no bosom warms , Thy breast their death - bed ...
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... babe's small cry , that leads him to his prey . Now , passing Urseren's open vale serene , Her quiet streams , and hills of downy green , Plunge with the Russ embrowned by Terror's breath , Where danger roofs the narrow walks of death ...
... babe's small cry , that leads him to his prey . Now , passing Urseren's open vale serene , Her quiet streams , and hills of downy green , Plunge with the Russ embrowned by Terror's breath , Where danger roofs the narrow walks of death ...
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... babe he rocks , Oft he descends to nurse the brother pair , Till storm and driving ice blockade him there . There , safely guarded by the woods behind , He hears the chiding of the baffled wind , Hears Winter , calling all his Terrors ...
... babe he rocks , Oft he descends to nurse the brother pair , Till storm and driving ice blockade him there . There , safely guarded by the woods behind , He hears the chiding of the baffled wind , Hears Winter , calling all his Terrors ...
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... Babe they took , On me how strangely did he look ! Through his whole body something ran , A most strange working did I see ; - -As if he strove to be a man , That he might pull the sledge for me . And then he stretched his arms , how ...
... Babe they took , On me how strangely did he look ! Through his whole body something ran , A most strange working did I see ; - -As if he strove to be a man , That he might pull the sledge for me . And then he stretched his arms , how ...
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Alps Babe behold beneath Betty Foy Betty's bird bowers breast breath bright brook Brother CASTLE OF INDOLENCE Child church-yard cliffs clouds cottage dark dead dear deep delight door dread Ennerdale eyes fair Fancy Father fear flowers gale GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH gleam gone grave green greenwood tree happy happy day hath hear heard heart Heaven hills hope Idiot Boy images Imagination Johnny Kilve Lake Lamb Laodamia LEONARD light lived look Luke Lyrical Ballads Maid mind Moon morn Mother mountain never night o'er pain pleasure Poems Poet Pony poor porringer PRIEST Protesilaus rill rocks round shade Shepherd shore side sight silent smiles snow song soul sound star steep stream Sugh Susan sweet sweetest thing tears tell thee There's thine things thou art thought thro tidings trees vale ween wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind woods Youth
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Стр. 41 - Wisdom and Spirit of the universe ! Thou Soul that art the eternity of thought, That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul ; Not with the mean and vulgar works of man, But with high objects, with enduring things— With life and nature — purifying thus The elements of feeling and of thought, And sanctifying, by such discipline, Both pain...
Стр. 3 - My heart leaps up when I behold 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.
Стр. 181 - 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. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and oh, The difference to me!
Стр. 202 - The youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds. "How pleasant...
Стр. 215 - No Spectre greets me, — no vain Shadow this; Come, blooming Hero, place thee by my side! Give, on this well-known couch, one nuptial kiss To me, this day, a second time thy bride!
Стр. 16 - I —Yet some maintain that to this day She is a living child ; That you may see sweet Lucy Gray Upon the lonesome wild. O'er rough and smooth she trips along, And never looks behind ; And sings a solitary song That whistles in the wind.
Стр. 18 - 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.
Стр. 15 - The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At day-break on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door. They wept — and, turning homeward, cried, "In heaven we all shall meet;" — When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet.
Стр. 312 - And, as his Father had requested, laid The first stone of the Sheepfold. At the sight...
Стр. 42 - mid the calm of summer nights, When, by the margin of the trembling lake, Beneath the gloomy hills, homeward I went In solitude, such intercourse was mine : Mine was it in the fields both day and night, And by the waters, all the summer long...