The Miscellaneous Poems of William Wordsworth, Հատոր 3Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1820 |
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... is heard : - With one consent the people rejoice , Filling the church with a lofty voice ! They sing a service which they feel : For ' tis the sun - rise now of zeal , And faith and hope are in their prime , In 10 CANTO I. THE WHITE DOE.
... is heard : - With one consent the people rejoice , Filling the church with a lofty voice ! They sing a service which they feel : For ' tis the sun - rise now of zeal , And faith and hope are in their prime , In 10 CANTO I. THE WHITE DOE.
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... sing and read also As little children in their childhood do . Among these children was a widow's son , A little scholar , scarcely seven years old , Who day by day unto this school hath gone , And eke , when he the image did behold Of ...
... sing and read also As little children in their childhood do . Among these children was a widow's son , A little scholar , scarcely seven years old , Who day by day unto this school hath gone , And eke , when he the image did behold Of ...
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... song would show , And unto him declare why men sing so ; This oftentimes , that he might be at ease , This child did him beseech on his bare knees . His Schoolfellow , who elder was than he , Answered 118 THE PRIORESS'S TALE .
... song would show , And unto him declare why men sing so ; This oftentimes , that he might be at ease , This child did him beseech on his bare knees . His Schoolfellow , who elder was than he , Answered 118 THE PRIORESS'S TALE .
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... sing and cry , O Alma Redemptoris ! high and low : The sweetness of Christ's mother pierced so His heart , that her to praise , to her to pray , He cannot stop his singing by the way . - The Serpent , Satan , our first foe , that hath ...
... sing and cry , O Alma Redemptoris ! high and low : The sweetness of Christ's mother pierced so His heart , that her to praise , to her to pray , He cannot stop his singing by the way . - The Serpent , Satan , our first foe , that hath ...
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... sing for aye before the throne , Following the Lamb celestial , " quoth she , " Of which the great Evangelist , Saint John , In Patmos wrote , who saith of them that go Before the Lamb singing continually , That never fleshly woman they ...
... sing for aye before the throne , Following the Lamb celestial , " quoth she , " Of which the great Evangelist , Saint John , In Patmos wrote , who saith of them that go Before the Lamb singing continually , That never fleshly woman they ...
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admiration ancient appear Banner beautiful behold beneath blest bold Bolton bosom bower Brancepeth brave breath bright CALAIS calm chear Child city of Durham clouds CONVENTION OF CINTRA Creature dark dear delight doth earth Emily fair faith Father fear flowers Francis Friend Furness Fells genius gentle gleam glory grace GRASMERE green Islands ground Guernica hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hill holy hope hour human Lady liberty look Lord loved Stream Maid meek mighty mind mortal murmur naiads nature night Norton o'er Ossian Paradise Lost peace pensive Poem Poet poetry praise prayer pure RIVER DERWENT Rylstone Shakespeare shewed sight silent sing sleep song SONNETS sorrow soul spirit stars stood stream sublime sweet thee thine thing THOMAS CLARKSON thou art thought Towers triumph truth Vale voice White Doe wind words Ye Men youth
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Էջ 157 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Էջ 220 - IT is not to be thought of that the Flood Of British freedom, which, to the open sea Of the world's praise, from dark antiquity Hath flowed, ' with pomp of waters, unwithstood,' Roused though it be full often to a mood Which spurns the check of salutary bands, That this most famous Stream in bogs and sands Should perish ; and to evil and to good Be lost for ever. In our halls is hung Armoury of the invincible Knights of old : We must be free or die, who speak the tongue That...
Էջ 154 - Sleepless! and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees; And the first cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep! by any stealth: So do not let me wear...
Էջ 129 - 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 Peak of Furness-fells, Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells...
Էջ 221 - Now, when I think of thee, and what thou art, Verily, in the bottom of my heart, Of those unfilial fears I am ashamed. For dearly must we prize thee ; we who find In thee a bulwark for the cause of men ; And I by my affection was beguiled : What wonder if a Poet now...
Էջ 139 - But how could I forget thee? Through what power, Even for the least division of an hour, Have I been so beguiled as to be blind To my most grievous loss!
Էջ 217 - O FRIEND ! I know not which way I must look For comfort, being, as I am, opprest, To think that now our life is only drest For show ; mean handy-work of craftsman, cook, Or groom ! We must run glittering like a brook In the open sunshine, or we are unblest : The wealthiest man among us is the best : No grandeur now in nature or in book Delights us.
Էջ 210 - ON THE EXTINcTION OF THE VENETIAN REPUBLIc. ONcE did She hold the gorgeous East in fee ; And was the safeguard of the West : the worth Of Venice did not fall below her birth, Venice, the eldest Child of Liberty.
Էջ 226 - Raised up to sway the world, to do, undo, With mighty Nations for his underlings, The great events with which old story rings Seem vain and hollow ; I find nothing great : Nothing is left which I can venerate ; So that a doubt almost within me springs Of Providence, such emptiness at length Seems at the heart of all things.
Էջ 150 - is life; we have seen and see, And with a living pleasure we describe ; And fits of sprightly malice do but bribe The languid mind into activity. Sound sense, and love itself, and mirth and glee Are, fostered by the comment and the gibe.