Lyrical Ballads,: With Pastoral and Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Том 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1805 - Всего страниц: 210 |
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... hear , And weep the more because I weep in vain . It will easily be perceived that the only part of this Sonnet which is of any value is the lines printed in Italics : it is equally obvious , that , ex- cept in the rhyme , and in the ...
... hear , And weep the more because I weep in vain . It will easily be perceived that the only part of this Sonnet which is of any value is the lines printed in Italics : it is equally obvious , that , ex- cept in the rhyme , and in the ...
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... hear a person say , " I myself do not object to this style of compo- sition , or this or that expression , but to such and such classes of people it will appear mean or ludicrous . " This mode of criticism , so destructive of all sound ...
... hear a person say , " I myself do not object to this style of compo- sition , or this or that expression , but to such and such classes of people it will appear mean or ludicrous . " This mode of criticism , so destructive of all sound ...
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... hear the woodland Linnet , How sweet his music ! on my life There's more of wisdom in it . And hark ! how blithe the Throstle sings ! And he is no mean preacher : Come forth into the light of things , Let Nature be your teacher . She ...
... hear the woodland Linnet , How sweet his music ! on my life There's more of wisdom in it . And hark ! how blithe the Throstle sings ! And he is no mean preacher : Come forth into the light of things , Let Nature be your teacher . She ...
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... hears a noise - he's all awake- Again ? —on tip - toe down the hill He softly creeps - ' Tis Goody Blake , She's at the hedge of Harry Gill . Right glad was he when he beheld her : Stick after stick did Goody pull : He stood behind a ...
... hears a noise - he's all awake- Again ? —on tip - toe down the hill He softly creeps - ' Tis Goody Blake , She's at the hedge of Harry Gill . Right glad was he when he beheld her : Stick after stick did Goody pull : He stood behind a ...
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... hear ? It is a perilous tale ! MARIA . No one . FOSTER - MOTHER . My husband's father told it me , Poor old Leoni ! -Angels rest his soul ! He was a woodman , and could fell and saw With lusty arm . You know that huge round beam Which ...
... hear ? It is a perilous tale ! MARIA . No one . FOSTER - MOTHER . My husband's father told it me , Poor old Leoni ! -Angels rest his soul ! He was a woodman , and could fell and saw With lusty arm . You know that huge round beam Which ...
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Albatross Babe Betty Foy Betty's birds black lips breath breeze chatter church-yard cold composition dead dear door endeavoured excitement fair Father fear feelings Friend Goody Blake green happy Harry Gill hath head hear heard heart Hermit Hill of moss hope Idiot Boy idle Johnny Johnny's Kilve land of mist language limbs Liswyn farm live looks Maid Mariner Martha Ray metre metrical mind mist moon moonlight mountain nature never night numbers o'er objects oh misery old Susan Owlets pain passion pleasure Poems Poet Poet's poetic diction Poetry Pond Pony poor old poor Susan porringer pray produced prose Quoth Reader sails Ship silent Simon Lee song soul spirit Stephen Hill Susan Gale sweet tale tears tell thee There's things Thorn thou thought tion tree truth Twas verse voice wedding-guest wherefore wild wind wood words Young Harry
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Стр. 154 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea! About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night: The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Стр. 174 - "But tell me, tell me! speak again, Thy soft response renewing — What makes that ship drive on so fast? What is the Ocean doing?" Second Voice: "Still as a slave before his lord, The Ocean hath no blast; His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast — If he may know which way to go ; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Стр. 170 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; sometimes all little birds that are, how they seemed to fill the sea and air with their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments, now like a lonely flute; and now it is an angel's song, that makes the heavens be mute.
Стр. 198 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is...
Стр. 193 - Is lightened — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Стр. 2 - The eye — it cannot choose but see ; We cannot bid the ear be still; Our bodies feel, where'er they be, Against or with our will. Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Стр. 146 - Yet he cannot choose but hear ! And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
Стр. viii - The language too of these men is adopted (purified indeed from what appear to be its real defects, from all lasting and rational causes of dislike or disgust) because such men hourly communicate with the best objects from which the best part of language is originally derived...
Стр. 195 - That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur ; other gifts Have followed, for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompence. For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue.
Стр. 134 - The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng ; And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and...