Poems, chosen and ed. by M. Arnold |
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... wanted sun , nor rain , nor dew , Nor pastimes of the May , -They all were with her in her cell ; And a wild brook with cheerful knell Did o'er the pebbles play . When Ruth three seasons thus had lain , There came NARRATIVE POEMS . 29.
... wanted sun , nor rain , nor dew , Nor pastimes of the May , -They all were with her in her cell ; And a wild brook with cheerful knell Did o'er the pebbles play . When Ruth three seasons thus had lain , There came NARRATIVE POEMS . 29.
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... cheerful company , That learned of him submissive ways ; And comforted his private days . To his side the Fallow - deer Came , and rested without fear ; The Eagle , lord of land and sea , Stooped down to pay him fealty ; And both the ...
... cheerful company , That learned of him submissive ways ; And comforted his private days . To his side the Fallow - deer Came , and rested without fear ; The Eagle , lord of land and sea , Stooped down to pay him fealty ; And both the ...
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... Cheerfully uttered , with demeanour kind , But stately in the main ; and when he ended , I could have laughed myself to scorn to find In that decrepit Man so firm a mind . " God , " said I , " be my help and stay secure ; I'll think of ...
... Cheerfully uttered , with demeanour kind , But stately in the main ; and when he ended , I could have laughed myself to scorn to find In that decrepit Man so firm a mind . " God , " said I , " be my help and stay secure ; I'll think of ...
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... cheerful mind , -and buffeted with bond , Interest , and mortgages ; at last he sank , And went into his grave before his time . Poor Walter whether it was care that spurred him God only knows , but to the very last He had the lightest ...
... cheerful mind , -and buffeted with bond , Interest , and mortgages ; at last he sank , And went into his grave before his time . Poor Walter whether it was care that spurred him God only knows , but to the very last He had the lightest ...
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... cheerful love . LEONARD . He could not come to an unhallowed end ! PRIEST . Nay , God forbid ! -You recollect I mentioned A habit which disquietude and grief Had brought upon him ; and we all conjectured That , as the day was warm , he ...
... cheerful love . LEONARD . He could not come to an unhallowed end ! PRIEST . Nay , God forbid ! -You recollect I mentioned A habit which disquietude and grief Had brought upon him ; and we all conjectured That , as the day was warm , he ...
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Ambleside art thou beauty behold beneath birds blessed bower breath bright brook Busk calm cheer clouds Cottage dark dear delight dost doth dream earth F. T. PALGRAVE fair fancy fear feel flowers FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE Friend gentle Glaramara glory golden perch Grasmere grave green grove happy hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hills hope hour human Kilve live lofty lonely look mighty mind morning mortal mountain mourn murmur Nature Nature's never o'er pass passion peace pleasure POEMS poet poetry praise quiet RIVER DUDDON rock round season shade sigh sight silent SIMPLON PASS sing SIR NOEL PATON Skiddaw sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit St Mary's Abbey stars streams summer sweet tears tender thee thine things thou art thought Trajan trees truth Vale voice wander wild wind woods Wordsworth Yarrow youth
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Стр. 192 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
Стр. 214 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration: the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly.
Стр. 196 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence ; truths that wake, To perish never ; Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour, Nor Man nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy...
Стр. 3 - Not blither is the mountain roe: With many a wanton stroke Her feet disperse the powdery snow, That rises up like smoke. The storm came on before its time: She wandered up and down; And many a hill did Lucy climb: But never reached the town. 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...
Стр. 198 - Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Стр. xxxi - 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. xv - One adequate support For the calamities of mortal life Exists — one only; an assured belief That the procession of our fate, howe'er Sad or disturbed, is ordered by a Being Of infinite benevolence and power; Whose everlasting purposes embrace All accidents, converting them to good.
Стр. 190 - Give unto me, made lowly wise, The spirit of self-sacrifice ; The confidence of reason give ; And in the light of truth thy bondman let me live ! 1805.
Стр. 179 - But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a lover ; and attired With sudden brightness, like a man inspired ; And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw...
Стр. 135 - 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.