The poetical works of William WordsworthE. Moxon, Son, 1882 |
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... land to which yon ship must go ? " " Even as a dragon's eye that feels the stress , ' " Mark the concentred hazels that enclose , " To the Poet , John Dyer . " Bard of the fleece , " Composed after a Journey . " Dark and more dark ...
... land to which yon ship must go ? " " Even as a dragon's eye that feels the stress , ' " Mark the concentred hazels that enclose , " To the Poet , John Dyer . " Bard of the fleece , " Composed after a Journey . " Dark and more dark ...
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... land we from our fathers , " 448 " Alas ! what boots the long laborious quest , " 448 " And is it among rude untutored dales , " 449 " O'er the wide earth , on mountain and on plain , " 449 On the Final Submission of the Tyrolese . " It ...
... land we from our fathers , " 448 " Alas ! what boots the long laborious quest , " 448 " And is it among rude untutored dales , " 449 " O'er the wide earth , on mountain and on plain , " 449 On the Final Submission of the Tyrolese . " It ...
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... Land was stricken to the heart ! A Wanderer then among the cottages , I , with my freight of winter raiment , saw The hardships of that season : many rich Sank down , as in a dream , among the poor ; And of the poor did many cease to be ...
... Land was stricken to the heart ! A Wanderer then among the cottages , I , with my freight of winter raiment , saw The hardships of that season : many rich Sank down , as in a dream , among the poor ; And of the poor did many cease to be ...
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... land . -He left me thus - he could not gather heart To take a farewell of me ; for he feared That I should follow with my babes , and sink Beneath the misery of that wandering life . ' This tale did Margaret tell with many tears : And ...
... land . -He left me thus - he could not gather heart To take a farewell of me ; for he feared That I should follow with my babes , and sink Beneath the misery of that wandering life . ' This tale did Margaret tell with many tears : And ...
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... land to land an easy way By melody , and by the charm of verse . Yet not the noblest of that honoured Race Drew happier , loftier , more empassioned , thoughts From his long journeyings and eventful life , Than this obscure Itinerant ...
... land to land an easy way By melody , and by the charm of verse . Yet not the noblest of that honoured Race Drew happier , loftier , more empassioned , thoughts From his long journeyings and eventful life , Than this obscure Itinerant ...
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The poetical works of William Wordsworth, Том 1 William [poetical works] Wordsworth Полный просмотр - 1849 |
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Стр. 497 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Стр. 427 - 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 is on the sea : Listen ! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with His eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly.
Стр. 470 - Reaper. Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Стр. 470 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending; I...
Стр. 497 - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood...
Стр. 431 - This 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. 360 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition , sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn ; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Стр. 496 - In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a master o'er a slave, A presence which is not to be put by...
Стр. 421 - STERN Daughter of the Voice of God ! O Duty! if that name thou love Who art a Light to guide, a Rod To check the erring, and reprove ; Thou who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe ; From vain temptations dost set free; And calmstthe weary strife of frail humanity!
Стр. 494 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose ; The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The Sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.