William Wordsworth: The Story of His Life, with Critical Remarks on His WritingsE. Stock, 1887 - Всего страниц: 225 |
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... verse no more can die Than can thy spirit gone to God who gave . Accept my homage as I linger here , Between thy sacred ashes and the sky , And humbly place this wreath upon thy grave . PREFACE . IN issuing this unpretending volume on ...
... verse no more can die Than can thy spirit gone to God who gave . Accept my homage as I linger here , Between thy sacred ashes and the sky , And humbly place this wreath upon thy grave . PREFACE . IN issuing this unpretending volume on ...
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... verse , superior , I hesitate not to aver , to anything in our language which any way re- sembles it . ' And , lastly , to be brief , William Ellery Channing says : " The great poet of our times , Wordsworth - one of the few who are to ...
... verse , superior , I hesitate not to aver , to anything in our language which any way re- sembles it . ' And , lastly , to be brief , William Ellery Channing says : " The great poet of our times , Wordsworth - one of the few who are to ...
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... I have forgotten it , I was properly punished . But , possibly from some want of judg- ment in punishments inflicted , I had become per- verse and obstinate in defying chastisement , and rather proud 6 WILLIAM WORDSWORTH :
... I have forgotten it , I was properly punished . But , possibly from some want of judg- ment in punishments inflicted , I had become per- verse and obstinate in defying chastisement , and rather proud 6 WILLIAM WORDSWORTH :
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... verse and obstinate in defying chastisement , and rather proud of it than otherwise . ' Of my earliest days at ... verses which I wrote were a task imposed by my master ; the subject , " The Summer Vacation ; " and of my own accord I ...
... verse and obstinate in defying chastisement , and rather proud of it than otherwise . ' Of my earliest days at ... verses which I wrote were a task imposed by my master ; the subject , " The Summer Vacation ; " and of my own accord I ...
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... verse . Whatever else he was , therefore , he was not a mirth - provoking poet ; his ideal of poetry was higher and more spiritual . Cockermouth , the poet's birthplace , which is thirteen miles distant from Keswick , the most ...
... verse . Whatever else he was , therefore , he was not a mirth - provoking poet ; his ideal of poetry was higher and more spiritual . Cockermouth , the poet's birthplace , which is thirteen miles distant from Keswick , the most ...
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Стр. 192 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Стр. 202 - The outward shows of sky and earth, Of hill and valley he has viewed ; And impulses of deeper birth Have come to him in solitude. In common things that round us lie Some random truths he can impart, — The harvest of a quiet eye That broods and sleeps on his own heart.
Стр. 74 - The principal object, then, proposed in these poems was to choose incidents and situations from common life, and to relate or describe them, throughout, as far as was possible in a selection of language really used by men...
Стр. 10 - When, from behind that craggy steep till then The horizon's bound, a huge peak, black and huge, As if with voluntary power instinct Upreared its head. I struck and struck again, And growing still in stature the grim shape Towered up between me and the stars, and still, For so it seemed, with purpose of its own And measured motion like a living thing, Strode after me.
Стр. 81 - Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still!
Стр. 12 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Стр. 213 - In our halls is hung Armoury of the invincible Knights of old : We must be free or die, who speak the tongue That Shakespeare spake; the faith and morals hold Which Milton held.
Стр. 60 - I travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea; Nor, England ! did I know till then What love I bore to thee. 'Tis past, that melancholy dream ! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for still I seem To love thee more and more. Among thy mountains did I feel The joy of my desire ; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire. Thy mornings showed...
Стр. 85 - And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine ; A Being breathing thoughtful breath, A Traveller between life and death ; The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel 13 light.
Стр. 8 - Was it for this That one, the fairest of all rivers, loved To blend his murmurs with my nurse's song, And, from his alder shades and rocky falls, And from his fords and shallows, sent a voice That flowed along my dreams?