Selections from WordsworthKegan Paul, Trench, & Company, 1888 - Всего страниц: 309 |
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... Sleep 173 To Sleep 173 - Lines composed at Grasmere , during a Walk one Evening , after a Stormy Day 174 Ode , Intimations of Immortality 175 1807 . - Thought of a Briton on the Subjugation of Switzerland - To Thomas Clarkson , on the ...
... Sleep 173 To Sleep 173 - Lines composed at Grasmere , during a Walk one Evening , after a Stormy Day 174 Ode , Intimations of Immortality 175 1807 . - Thought of a Briton on the Subjugation of Switzerland - To Thomas Clarkson , on the ...
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... Sleep To Sleep · 161 · 164 . 167 • 167 • 168 • 169 • 170 171 • 171 172 · 172 • 173 173 • 174 · 175 = To Sleep Lines composed at Grasmere , during a Walk one Evening , after a Stormy Day Ode , Intimations of Immortality 1807 . - Thought ...
... Sleep To Sleep · 161 · 164 . 167 • 167 • 168 • 169 • 170 171 • 171 172 · 172 • 173 173 • 174 · 175 = To Sleep Lines composed at Grasmere , during a Walk one Evening , after a Stormy Day Ode , Intimations of Immortality 1807 . - Thought ...
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... sleep I heard the northern gleams ; The stars , they were among my dreams ; In rustling conflict through the skies , I heard , I saw the flashes drive , And yet they are upon my eyes , And yet THE COMPLAINT . 19 The Complaint of a ...
... sleep I heard the northern gleams ; The stars , they were among my dreams ; In rustling conflict through the skies , I heard , I saw the flashes drive , And yet they are upon my eyes , And yet THE COMPLAINT . 19 The Complaint of a ...
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... Sleep in thy intellectual crust ; Nor lose ten tickings of thy watch Near this unprofitable dust . But who is He ... sleeps on his own heart . But he is weak ; both Man and Boy , A POET'S EPITAPH . 55.
... Sleep in thy intellectual crust ; Nor lose ten tickings of thy watch Near this unprofitable dust . But who is He ... sleeps on his own heart . But he is weak ; both Man and Boy , A POET'S EPITAPH . 55.
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... sleeping tear should wake , Then be it neither checked nor stayed : For Matthew a request I make Which for himself he had not made . Poor Matthew , all his frolics o'er , Is silent as a standing pool : Far from the chimney's merry roar ...
... sleeping tear should wake , Then be it neither checked nor stayed : For Matthew a request I make Which for himself he had not made . Poor Matthew , all his frolics o'er , Is silent as a standing pool : Far from the chimney's merry roar ...
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babe beauty behold beneath birds BLEAK SEASON bower breath breeze bright Brougham Castle calm cheer child clouds Composed Creature dear deep delight dost doth dwell earth fair Fancy fear feel flowers friends gentle glad gleam glory glow-worm Grasmere grave green grove happy hast hath heard heart heaven Helvellyn HENRY DOULTON hope hour Laodamia light live lofty lonely look Martha Ray mind morning mountain murmur Nature Nature's never night o'er Ode to Duty oh misery pain pass Peele Castle Peter Bell pleasure poems Published 1798 Published 1807 Rill RIVER DUDDON rock round Rylstone shade Shepherd sight silent SIMPLON PASS sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit stars steep stone stream sweet tears thee thine things Thorn thou art thought trees vale voice wild William Wordsworth wind woods Wordsworth Yarrow youth
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Стр. 177 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. VII Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years
Стр. 44 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, ' And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create *, And what perceive...
Стр. 170 - Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good: Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Стр. 37 - LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.
Стр. 116 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Стр. 52 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, ( A lovelier flower On earth was never sown: This child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. ' Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The girl, in rock and plain In earth and heaven, in glade and bower Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Стр. 8 - Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side. " My stockings there I often knit, My kerchief there I hem; And there upon the ground I sit, And sing a song to them.
Стр. 180 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
Стр. 53 - 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.
Стр. 176 - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone. The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat. Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream...