A Selection from the Works of William Wordsworth, Poet LaureateEdward Moxon & Company, 1865 - Всего страниц: 279 |
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... hope that they " might show he could do something . " Slightly noticed at the time , they exercised a great influence over Wordsworth's life , by attracting to him the regard of his contemporary poet , Samuel Taylor Coleridge , who ...
... hope that they " might show he could do something . " Slightly noticed at the time , they exercised a great influence over Wordsworth's life , by attracting to him the regard of his contemporary poet , Samuel Taylor Coleridge , who ...
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... memory rest , Or on his reason , And Thou would'st teach him how to find A shelter under every wind , A hope for times that are unkind And every season ? Thou wander'st the wide world about , Uncheck'd by pride WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 17.
... memory rest , Or on his reason , And Thou would'st teach him how to find A shelter under every wind , A hope for times that are unkind And every season ? Thou wander'st the wide world about , Uncheck'd by pride WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 17.
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... hope , a love ; Still longed for , never seen . And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain And listen , till I do beget That golden time again . O blessed Bird ! the earth we pace Again appears to be An unsubstantial , faery ...
... hope , a love ; Still longed for , never seen . And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain And listen , till I do beget That golden time again . O blessed Bird ! the earth we pace Again appears to be An unsubstantial , faery ...
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... hope , a freshening glee , Foreran the expected Power , Whose first - drawn breath , from bush and tree , Shakes off that pearly shower . All Nature welcomes Her whose sway Tempers the year's extremes ; Who scattereth lustres o'er noon ...
... hope , a freshening glee , Foreran the expected Power , Whose first - drawn breath , from bush and tree , Shakes off that pearly shower . All Nature welcomes Her whose sway Tempers the year's extremes ; Who scattereth lustres o'er noon ...
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... hope that grew by stealth , How many wan and faded cheeks Have kindled into health ! The Old , by thee revived , have said , 66 Another year is ours ; " And wayworn Wanderers , poorly fed , Have smiled upon thy flowers . Who tripping ...
... hope that grew by stealth , How many wan and faded cheeks Have kindled into health ! The Old , by thee revived , have said , 66 Another year is ours ; " And wayworn Wanderers , poorly fed , Have smiled upon thy flowers . Who tripping ...
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art thou beauty behold beneath birds blessed bliss bower breath breeze bright brook BROUGHAM CASTLE Busk calm cheerful Child church-yard clouds Cockermouth dear delight dost doth dwell earth Ennerdale fair Fancy fear feel flowers gaze glad glory Grasmere grave green greenwood tree groves happy Happy day hath heard heart heaven heroic arts hills hope hour human human weight lake LAODAMIA Leonard light live lofty lonely look LORD CLIFFORD melancholy mind morning mortal mountains mourned murmur Nature never night o'er ODE TO DUTY passed pensive pleasure Priest quiet rills rocks round Ruth seemed shade shed Shepherd side sight silent sing slaughtered Lord sleep song soul spirit stars stone stream sunshine sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought Trajan trees Twill vale voice wander waters wild wild Hunt wind woods Wordsworth Yarrow Youth
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Стр. 1 - 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 way-lay.
Стр. 52 - 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!
Стр. 215 - Among the farthest Hebrides. 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 today? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?
Стр. 276 - Thou little child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife ? Full soon thy soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life...
Стр. 76 - Of aspect more Sublime ; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, 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...
Стр. 3 - 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.
Стр. 6 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; •^*- I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Стр. 9 - Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind — But how could I forget thee ? Through what power, Even for the least division of an hour...
Стр. 6 - Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for still I seem To love thee more and more.
Стр. 167 - WHEN I have borne in memory what has tamed Great Nations, how ennobling thoughts depart When men change swords for ledgers, and desert The student's bower for gold...