Lyrical Ballads: With a Few Other PoemsJ. & A. Arch, 1798 - Всего страниц: 210 "A landmark in Romanticism, and one of the most celebrated of all collaborative literary works, Lyrical Ballads includes Wordsworth's 'Tintern Abbey' and the earliest version of Coleridge's 'Rime of the Ancyent Marinere'. Originally the poem 'Lewti' appeared on pages 63-7; but as this was known to be by Coleridge and the authors wished to preserve their anonymity, these leaves were cancelled before publication and replaced by 'The Nightingale'. The corresponding change was made in the table of contents"--Abebooks website. Pagination errors remained as a result of the substitution of 'The Nightingale." |
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... wild flowers , and to plant them With earth and water , on the stumps of trees . A Friar , who gathered simples in the wood , A grey - haired man — he loved this little boy , The boy loved him — and , when the Friar taught him , He soon ...
... wild flowers , and to plant them With earth and water , on the stumps of trees . A Friar , who gathered simples in the wood , A grey - haired man — he loved this little boy , The boy loved him — and , when the Friar taught him , He soon ...
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... a voice distinctly ; ' twas the youth's , Who sung a doleful song about green fields , How sweet it were on lake or wild savannah , To hunt for food , and be a naked man , And wander up and down at liberty . He always 56.
... a voice distinctly ; ' twas the youth's , Who sung a doleful song about green fields , How sweet it were on lake or wild savannah , To hunt for food , and be a naked man , And wander up and down at liberty . He always 56.
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... wild , to bend its arms in circling shade , I well remember . — He was one who own'd No common soul . In youth , by genius nurs'd , And big with lofty views , he to the world Went forth , pure in his heart , against the taint Of ...
... wild , to bend its arms in circling shade , I well remember . — He was one who own'd No common soul . In youth , by genius nurs'd , And big with lofty views , he to the world Went forth , pure in his heart , against the taint Of ...
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... wild with tangling underwood , And the trim walks are broken up , and grass , Thin grass and king - cups grow within the paths . But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many Nightingales : and far and near In wood and thicket over ...
... wild with tangling underwood , And the trim walks are broken up , and grass , Thin grass and king - cups grow within the paths . But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many Nightingales : and far and near In wood and thicket over ...
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... wild freaks at shearing time ; My hen's rich nest through long grass scarce espied ; The cowslip - gathering at May's dewy prime ; The swans , that , when I sought the water - side , From far to meet me came , spreading their snowy ...
... wild freaks at shearing time ; My hen's rich nest through long grass scarce espied ; The cowslip - gathering at May's dewy prime ; The swans , that , when I sought the water - side , From far to meet me came , spreading their snowy ...
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Lyrical Ballads: William Wordsworth and Samuel Taylor Coleridge R. L. Brett,A. R. Jones Ограниченный просмотр - 2002 |
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Albatross ancyent Marinere babe behold Beneath Betty Foy Betty's birds black lips body breath breeze bright bright eye child church-yard cold dead dear door doth dreadful fair father fear FOSTER-MOTHER gentle Goody Blake green grief happy Harry Gill hath head hear heard heart heaven Hermit high crag hill of moss idiot boy idle Johnny Johnny's Kilve land of mist limbs Liswyn farm live look Martha Ray mind mist moon moonlight mountain mov'd never night o'er oh misery owlets pain pass'd pleasure pond pony pony's poor old poor Susan porringer pray Quoth round sails Ship side silent Simon Lee snow soul spirit stars Stephen Hill stood sweet tale tears tell thee There's things thorn thou thought thro tree turn'd Twas voice wedding-guest wherefore wild wind woman wood Young Harry
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Стр. 111 - Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they? I pray you tell.
Стр. 210 - And these my exhortations ! Nor, perchance, If I should be, where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence, wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together ; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came, Unwearied in that service : rather say With warmer love, oh ! with far deeper zeal Of holier love.
Стр. 7 - The bride hath paced into the hall, Red as a rose is she; Nodding their heads before her goes The merry minstrelsy.
Стр. 205 - The picture of the mind revives again ; While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years.
Стр. 202 - That on a wild, secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion, and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky.
Стр. 35 - 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. 112 - Then did the little maid reply, " Seven boys and girls are we ; Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree." "You run about, my little maid, Your limbs they are alive; If two are in the churchyard laid, Then ye are only five." "Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little maid replied, " Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
Стр. 203 - But oft. in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration...
Стр. 210 - When these wild ecstasies shall be matured Into a sober pleasure; when thy mind Shall be a mansion for all lovely forms, Thy memory be as a dwelling-place For all sweet sounds and harmonies; oh! then, If solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief. Should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts Of tender joy wilt thou remember me, And these my exhortations'.
Стр. 206 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.