The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Том 3Edward Moxon, 1837 |
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... behold By the celestial Muses glorified . Yet round our sea - girt shore they rise in crowds : What was the great Parnassus ' self to Thee , Mount Skiddaw ? In his natural sovereignty Our British Hill is nobler far ; he shrouds His ...
... behold By the celestial Muses glorified . Yet round our sea - girt shore they rise in crowds : What was the great Parnassus ' self to Thee , Mount Skiddaw ? In his natural sovereignty Our British Hill is nobler far ; he shrouds His ...
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William Wordsworth. XXV . FROM THE SAME , No mortal object did these eyes behold When first they met the placid light of thine , And my Soul felt her destiny divine , And hope of endless peace in me grew bold : Heaven - born , the Soul a ...
William Wordsworth. XXV . FROM THE SAME , No mortal object did these eyes behold When first they met the placid light of thine , And my Soul felt her destiny divine , And hope of endless peace in me grew bold : Heaven - born , the Soul a ...
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... behold , At thy meek bidding , shadowy Power ! brought forth ; These mighty barriers , and the gulf between ; The flood , the stars , -a spectacle as old As the beginning of the heavens and earth ! XVI . WITH how sad steps , O Moon , 64 ...
... behold , At thy meek bidding , shadowy Power ! brought forth ; These mighty barriers , and the gulf between ; The flood , the stars , -a spectacle as old As the beginning of the heavens and earth ! XVI . WITH how sad steps , O Moon , 64 ...
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... behold , who hides His lineaments by day , yet there presides , Teaching the docile waters how to turn ; Or ( if need be ) impediment to spurn , And force their passage to the salt - sea tides ! XXIX . COMPOSED UPON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE ...
... behold , who hides His lineaments by day , yet there presides , Teaching the docile waters how to turn ; Or ( if need be ) impediment to spurn , And force their passage to the salt - sea tides ! XXIX . COMPOSED UPON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE ...
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... behold The broad full visage , chest of amplest mould , The vestments ' broidered with barbaric pride : And lo ! a poniard , at the Monarch's side , Hangs ready to be grasped in sympathy With the keen threatenings of that fulgent eye ...
... behold The broad full visage , chest of amplest mould , The vestments ' broidered with barbaric pride : And lo ! a poniard , at the Monarch's side , Hangs ready to be grasped in sympathy With the keen threatenings of that fulgent eye ...
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admiration aught beauty behold beneath blind bower brave breath bright brow Busk Calais cheer clouds COLEORTON Countess of Winchilsea dark dear delight doth dread dream earth fair faith Fancy fear feel flowers genius glory grace GRASMERE grave ground grove Guernica happy hast hath heard heart Heaven hill honour hope human Kent's green King labour Lady lake liberty light living lonely Lord MALHAM COVE meek Merlin mighty mind mountains nature Nature's night o'er Ossian pain peace pensive Poems Poet poetry pomp praise princely company pure pure song rapture Rob Roy rock RYDAL MOUNT Scotland Shakspeare shine shore sigh sight silent sleep soft song Sonnet sorrow soul sound spirit stars stood stream strife sweet thee thine things thou art thought towers triumph truth vale Viriatus voice wild wind wing Yarrow Ye men youth
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Стр. 123 - O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
Стр. 128 - For why ? — because the good old rule Sufficeth them, the simple plan, That they should take, who have the power, And they should keep who can.
Стр. 134 - And when we came to Clovenford, Then said my ' winsome Marrow,' " Whate'er betide, we'll turn aside, And see the Braes of Yarrow." "Let Yarrow folk, frae Selkirk town. Who have been buying, selling, Go back to Yarrow, 'tis their own ; Each maiden to her dwelling ! On Yarrow's banks let herons feed, Hares couch, and rabbits burrow ! But we will downward with the Tweed, Nor turn aside to Yarrow. There's...
Стр. 35 - Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
Стр. 50 - SCORN not the Sonnet ; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours ; with this key Shakspeare unlocked his heart ; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound ; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound ; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow : a glow-worm lamp, It...
Стр. 135 - What's Yarrow but a river bare, That glides the dark hills under ? There are a thousand such elsewhere As worthy of your wonder.
Стр. 191 - Now, when I think of thee, and what thou art, Verily, in the bottom of my heart, Of those unfilial fears I am ashamed. For dearly must we prize thee ; we who find In thee a bulwark for the cause of men ; And I by my affection was beguiled : What wonder if a Poet now and...
Стр. 41 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Стр. 134 - From Stirling castle we had seen The mazy Forth unravelled; Had trod the banks of Clyde, and Tay, And with the Tweed had travelled; And when we came to Clovenford, Then said my " winsome Marrow" " Whate'er betide, we'll turn aside, And see the Braes of Yarrow.
Стр. 136 - Be Yarrow Stream unseen, unknown ! It must, or we shall rue it : We have a vision of our own ; Ah ! why should we undo it...