Lectures delivered before the University of Oxford, 1868. (Lectures on poetry). |
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... bright as the clouds , Grain - tinctured , drenched in empyrean light . And in the meadows , and the lower grounds , Was all the sweetness of a common dawn ; Dews , vapours , and the melody of birds , And labourers going forth to till ...
... bright as the clouds , Grain - tinctured , drenched in empyrean light . And in the meadows , and the lower grounds , Was all the sweetness of a common dawn ; Dews , vapours , and the melody of birds , And labourers going forth to till ...
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... ditties give renown to their bright - haired maids- whose mournful numbers attest the grief and loyalty of the clan , when some great chief passes away into the land of shadows . He is one figure quite another one is 62 WORDSWORTH .
... ditties give renown to their bright - haired maids- whose mournful numbers attest the grief and loyalty of the clan , when some great chief passes away into the land of shadows . He is one figure quite another one is 62 WORDSWORTH .
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... bright , All dripping wet her robes of green . All dripping wet her garments seem , Chilled was her cheek , her bosom bare , As , bending o'er the dying gleam , She wrung the moisture from her hair . It was a summer night , and as yet ...
... bright , All dripping wet her robes of green . All dripping wet her garments seem , Chilled was her cheek , her bosom bare , As , bending o'er the dying gleam , She wrung the moisture from her hair . It was a summer night , and as yet ...
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... bright Of the English foemen told . The bittern clamour'd from the moss , The wind blew loud and shrill ; Yet the craggy pathway she did cross To the eiry Beacon Hill . The second night I kept her in sight Till to the fire she came ...
... bright Of the English foemen told . The bittern clamour'd from the moss , The wind blew loud and shrill ; Yet the craggy pathway she did cross To the eiry Beacon Hill . The second night I kept her in sight Till to the fire she came ...
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... double row . In every stall of that endless hall Stood a steed in barbing bright . At the foot of each steed , all arm'd save the head , Lay stretch'd a stalwart knight . In each mailed hand was a naked brand ; As 100 WALTER SCOTT .
... double row . In every stall of that endless hall Stood a steed in barbing bright . At the foot of each steed , all arm'd save the head , Lay stretch'd a stalwart knight . In each mailed hand was a naked brand ; As 100 WALTER SCOTT .
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Стр. 185 - By just his horse's mane, a boy: you hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast was all but shot in two. "Well," cried he, "Emperor, by God's grace we've got you Ratisbon!
Стр. 26 - Magnificent The morning rose, in memorable pomp, Glorious as e'er I had beheld — in front, The sea lay laughing at a distance ; near, The solid mountains shone, bright as the clouds, Grain-tinctured, drenched in empyrean light ; And in the meadows and the lower grounds Was all the sweetness of a common dawn-- Dews, vapours, and the melody of birds, And labourers going forth to till the fields.
Стр. 27 - Nor uninformed with Phantasy, and looks That threaten the profane; a pillared shade, Upon whose grassless floor of red-brown hue, By sheddings from the pining umbrage tinged Perennially — beneath whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose decked With unrejoicing berries — ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide; Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight; Death the Skeleton And Time the Shadow ; — there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of...
Стр. 27 - But worthier still of note Are those fraternal Four of Borrowdale, Joined in one solemn and capacious grove; Huge trunks ! and each particular trunk a growth Of intertwisted fibres serpentine Up-coiling, and inveterately convolved ; Nor uninformed with Phantasy, and looks That threaten the profane; — a pillared shade, Yew-trees.
Стр. 135 - At length the freshening western blast Aside the shroud of battle cast. And, first, the ridge of mingled spears Above the brightening cloud appears ; And in the smoke the pennons flew, As in the storm the white sea-mew. Then marked they, dashing broad and far, The broken billows of the war, And plumed crests of chieftains brave, Floating like foam upon the wave...
Стр. 167 - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful: for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night.
Стр. 160 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Стр. 133 - But see ! look up — on Flodden bent The Scottish foe has fired his tent. " And sudden, as he spoke, From the sharp ridges of the hill. All downward to the banks of Till, Was wreathed in sable smoke. Volumed and...
Стр. 136 - Crests rose, and stoop'd, and rose again, Wild and disorderly. Amid the scene of tumult, high They saw Lord Marmion's falcon fly : And stainless Tunstall's banner white, And Edmund Howard's lion bright...
Стр. 53 - I dipped my oars into the silent lake, And, as I rose upon the stroke, my boat Went heaving through the water like a swan ; 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.