Poems, selected and ed. by R.A. Willmott. Illustr |
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... blessed I see her now , denied to lay her head , On cold blue nights , in hut or straw - built shed , Turn to a silent smile their sleepy cry , By pointing to a shooting star on high . -When low - hung clouds each star of summer hide ...
... blessed I see her now , denied to lay her head , On cold blue nights , in hut or straw - built shed , Turn to a silent smile their sleepy cry , By pointing to a shooting star on high . -When low - hung clouds each star of summer hide ...
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... blessed horn Her dawn , far lovelier than the moon's own morn , Till higher mounted , strives in vain to cheer The weary hills , impervious , blackening near ; Yet does she still , undaunted , throw the while On darling spots remote her ...
... blessed horn Her dawn , far lovelier than the moon's own morn , Till higher mounted , strives in vain to cheer The weary hills , impervious , blackening near ; Yet does she still , undaunted , throw the while On darling spots remote her ...
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... bless , Who , murmuring here a later ditty , Could find no refuge from distress But in the milder grief of pity . Now let us , as we float along , For him suspend the dashing oar ; And pray that never child of song May know that Poet's ...
... bless , Who , murmuring here a later ditty , Could find no refuge from distress But in the milder grief of pity . Now let us , as we float along , For him suspend the dashing oar ; And pray that never child of song May know that Poet's ...
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... blessed , delicious scene ! the eye that greets Thy open beauties , or thy lone retreats ; The unwearied sweep of wood thy cliffs that scales ; The never - ending waters of thy vales ; The cots , those dim religious groves embower , Or ...
... blessed , delicious scene ! the eye that greets Thy open beauties , or thy lone retreats ; The unwearied sweep of wood thy cliffs that scales ; The never - ending waters of thy vales ; The cots , those dim religious groves embower , Or ...
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... blessed eye that hide , And crosses 12 reared to Death on every side , Which with cold kiss Devotion planted near , And , bending , watered with the human tear , That faded " silent " from her upward eye , Unmoved with each rude form of ...
... blessed eye that hide , And crosses 12 reared to Death on every side , Which with cold kiss Devotion planted near , And , bending , watered with the human tear , That faded " silent " from her upward eye , Unmoved with each rude form of ...
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Poems, selected and ed. by R.A. Willmott. Illustr William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1859 |
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Էջ 262 - 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...
Էջ 41 - A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? I met a little cottage girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be ? " " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Էջ 181 - 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.
Էջ 126 - But worthier still of note Are those fraternal Four of Borrowdale, Joined in one solemn and capacious grove ; Huge trunks! and each particular trunk a growth Of intertwisted fibres serpentine Up-coiling, and inveterately convolved...
Էջ 131 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Էջ 41 - 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 ? " She answered, "Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea. " Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother ; And in the churchyard cottage I Dwell near them, with my mother.
Էջ 265 - And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife: But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part; Filling from time to time his "humorous stage...
Էջ 206 - Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
Էջ 122 - Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise Has carried far into his heart the voice Of mountain torrents; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
Էջ 42 - Two of us in the church-yard lie, my sister and my brother; and, in the church-yard cottage, I dwell near them with my mother.