The Miscellaneous Poems of William Wordsworth, Том 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1820 - Всего страниц: 328 |
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... soft breeze ruffling the meadow flowers ; Or from before it chasing wantonly The many - coloured images impressed Upon the bosom of a placid lake . V. ADDRESS TO A CHILD , During a boisterous Winter B 4 7 Characteristics of a Child.
... soft breeze ruffling the meadow flowers ; Or from before it chasing wantonly The many - coloured images impressed Upon the bosom of a placid lake . V. ADDRESS TO A CHILD , During a boisterous Winter B 4 7 Characteristics of a Child.
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... Lake , Beneath the gloomy hills , I homeward went In solitude , such intercourse was mine : ' Twas mine among the fields both day and night , And by the waters all the summer long . And in the frosty season , when the sun Was set , and ...
... Lake , Beneath the gloomy hills , I homeward went In solitude , such intercourse was mine : ' Twas mine among the fields both day and night , And by the waters all the summer long . And in the frosty season , when the sun Was set , and ...
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... lake their Cottage stood , Not small like ours , a peaceful flood ; But one of mighty size , and strange ; That , rough or smooth , is full of change , And stirring in its bed . For to this Lake , by night and day , THE BLIND HIGHLAND ...
... lake their Cottage stood , Not small like ours , a peaceful flood ; But one of mighty size , and strange ; That , rough or smooth , is full of change , And stirring in its bed . For to this Lake , by night and day , THE BLIND HIGHLAND ...
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William Wordsworth. For to this Lake , by night and day , The great Sea - water finds its way Through long , long windings of the hills ; And drinks up all the pretty rills And rivers large and strong : Then hurries back the road it came ...
William Wordsworth. For to this Lake , by night and day , The great Sea - water finds its way Through long , long windings of the hills ; And drinks up all the pretty rills And rivers large and strong : Then hurries back the road it came ...
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... Lake They follow the blind Boy . But soon they move with softer pace ; So have ye seen the fowler chase , On Grasmere's clear unruffled breast , A Youngling of the wild - duck's nest , With deftly - lifted oar . Or , as the wily Sailors ...
... Lake They follow the blind Boy . But soon they move with softer pace ; So have ye seen the fowler chase , On Grasmere's clear unruffled breast , A Youngling of the wild - duck's nest , With deftly - lifted oar . Or , as the wily Sailors ...
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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...