Beauties of English LandscapeG. Routledge, 1874 - 301 էջ |
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... dear home , that was no longer ours Those fraternal Four of Borrowdale , Joined in one solemn and capacious grove His wizard course where hoary Derwent takes , Through crags and forest glooms and opening lakes On Christmas Eve the bells ...
... dear home , that was no longer ours Those fraternal Four of Borrowdale , Joined in one solemn and capacious grove His wizard course where hoary Derwent takes , Through crags and forest glooms and opening lakes On Christmas Eve the bells ...
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... dear home , that was no longer ours . WORDSWORTH . 5 YEW - TREES . THERE is a Yew - tree 46 could not pray :-through tears that fell in showers saw my own dear home, that was no longer ours.
... dear home , that was no longer ours . WORDSWORTH . 5 YEW - TREES . THERE is a Yew - tree 46 could not pray :-through tears that fell in showers saw my own dear home, that was no longer ours.
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... dear , now she was all I had To love in human life , this playmate sweet , This child of twelve years old , so she was made My sole associate , and her willing feet Wandered with mine , where earth and ocean meet Beyond the aërial ...
... dear , now she was all I had To love in human life , this playmate sweet , This child of twelve years old , so she was made My sole associate , and her willing feet Wandered with mine , where earth and ocean meet Beyond the aërial ...
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... dream Upon celestial stairs . Dear dweller by the dusty way , Thou saint within a mossy shrine , The tribute of a heart to - day , Weary and worn , is thine ! READ . IN November days , When vapours rolling down the valleys 73 82.
... dream Upon celestial stairs . Dear dweller by the dusty way , Thou saint within a mossy shrine , The tribute of a heart to - day , Weary and worn , is thine ! READ . IN November days , When vapours rolling down the valleys 73 82.
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... dear Mary , When the sweet birds were singing in summer's gay pride ; From those green banks I turn now , heart - broken and dreary , As the sun sets , to weep o'er the grave of my bride . While the sweet birds around me are singing ...
... dear Mary , When the sweet birds were singing in summer's gay pride ; From those green banks I turn now , heart - broken and dreary , As the sun sets , to weep o'er the grave of my bride . While the sweet birds around me are singing ...
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Astòr beam beauty behold beneath birds blessed bloom blue bosom boughs bower breathe bright brook BROTHERS calm Canst thou forget cliffs clouds Coloured cottage DALZIEL BROTHERS dark dear deep delight doth dream earth EDMUND EVANS ELIZA COOK fair fear flowers gentle gilt edges gleam glide gloom Grasmere grave green greenwood tree grove hand happy harebells hath heard heart heaven Helpmate HENRY KIRKE WHITE hill hour hung lassie light live lofty lonely look Maire bhan Astor merry morning mossy mountain murmur night o'er pleasure rills rocks round rove scene shade shepherd shines shore side sight silence sing skies sleep smile snow soft solitude song sorrow soul spread Spring steep stone stood stream summer tears thine thou art thoughts trees vale village voice wandering waters waves wild winds winter woods WORDSWORTH Yarrow youth
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Էջ 146 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
Էջ 242 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Էջ 206 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Էջ 242 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...
Էջ 228 - 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.
Էջ 60 - Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun ; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run ; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core...
Էջ 126 - NUNS fret not at their Convent's narrow room ; And Hermits are contented with their Cells ; And Students with their pensive Citadels : Maids at the Wheel, the Weaver at his Loom, Sit blithe and happy; Bees that soar for bloom, High as the highest Pea.k of Furness Fells, Will murmur by the hour in Foxglove bells : In truth, the prison, unto which we doom Ourselves, no prison is...
Էջ 18 - It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.
Էջ 258 - THE GRAVES OF A HOUSEHOLD. THEY grew in beauty side by side, They filled one home with glee, Their graves are severed far and wide, By mount, and stream, and sea.
Էջ 62 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.