Memoirs of William Wordsworth, Poet-laureate, D. C. L.E. Moxon, 1851 |
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... line 2 from bottom , for MCCCXXV . read мCCCCCV . 17 , line 4 from bottom , for 1836 read 1835 . VOL . II . 289 and 299 , for 1836 read 1835 . 359 , line 10 , for Medecian read Medicean . WILLIAM MEMOIRS OF WORDSWORTH . INTRODUCTORY ...
... line 2 from bottom , for MCCCXXV . read мCCCCCV . 17 , line 4 from bottom , for 1836 read 1835 . VOL . II . 289 and 299 , for 1836 read 1835 . 359 , line 10 , for Medecian read Medicean . WILLIAM MEMOIRS OF WORDSWORTH . INTRODUCTORY ...
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... lines , com- posed in his earlier years , as a deliberate expression of his maturer judgment . His Works must be taken as a whole . They must be read with habitual reference to the time in which they were composed And in order that this ...
... lines , com- posed in his earlier years , as a deliberate expression of his maturer judgment . His Works must be taken as a whole . They must be read with habitual reference to the time in which they were composed And in order that this ...
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... Lines written by William Wordsworth as a School Exercise at Hawkshead , anno ætatis 14. ( Such is the title , but he must have been at least in his fifteenth year , if the year of the founda- tion is stated correctly . ) " And has the ...
... Lines written by William Wordsworth as a School Exercise at Hawkshead , anno ætatis 14. ( Such is the title , but he must have been at least in his fifteenth year , if the year of the founda- tion is stated correctly . ) " And has the ...
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... line . " 1 Here he " scattered to the heedless winds The vocal raptures of fresh poesy ; " and here he was often " locked In earnest converse with beloved friends . " The " far terrace , " after winding along in a ser- pentine line for ...
... line . " 1 Here he " scattered to the heedless winds The vocal raptures of fresh poesy ; " and here he was often " locked In earnest converse with beloved friends . " The " far terrace , " after winding along in a ser- pentine line for ...
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... lines will now be read with pathetic interest : - " So let it rest ; and time will come , When here the tender - hearted May heave a gentle sigh for him , As one of the departed . ” 2 Near the same gate , we see a pollard oak , on the ...
... lines will now be read with pathetic interest : - " So let it rest ; and time will come , When here the tender - hearted May heave a gentle sigh for him , As one of the departed . ” 2 Near the same gate , we see a pollard oak , on the ...
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Стр. 203 - 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. 35 - The Blessing of my later years Was with me when a boy : She gave me eyes, she gave me ears ; And humble cares, and delicate fears ; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears ; And love, and thought, and joy.
Стр. 439 - What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What needst thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Стр. 134 - He is retired as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noonday grove; And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love.
Стр. 380 - In the morning it is green and groweth up, but in the evening it is cut down, dried up, and withered.
Стр. 277 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Стр. 53 - Ah ! need I say, dear Friend ! that to the brim My heart was full; I made no vows, but vows Were then made for me ; bond unknown to me Was given, that I should be, else sinning greatly, A dedicated Spirit.
Стр. 341 - The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay In such a jocund company!
Стр. 182 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Стр. 248 - 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.