My parents bow, and lead them forth PAGE 361 My prime of youth is but a frost of cares My soul, there is a country Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew Nobly, nobly Cape St. Vincent to the North-west died away No victor that in battle spent 55 157 328 368 261 128 O blithe new-comer! I have heard Obscurest night involved the sky October's gold is dim-the forests rot O dread was the time, and more dreadful the omen O every living worldly wight Of all the thoughts of God that are Of Nelson and the North Oft in the stilly night O Goddess, hear these tuneless numbers, wrung Oh faint, delicious, spring-time violet Oh how much more doth beauty beauteous seem Oh, it is pleasant, with a heart at ease. Oh, lead me not in Pleasure's train Oh to be in England Oh welcome, bat and owlet gray Oh! wherefore come ye forth, in triumph from the North 'O lady, thy lover is dead,' they cried O little feet! that such long years O Mary, go and call the cattle home O melancholy bird !-A winter's day Once a dream did weave a shade O prend, I know not which way I must brok Wordsworth green See how the small concentrate fiery force . She was a queen of noble Nature's crowning Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part Softly! she is lying So now my summer-task is ended, Mary Stand still, and I will read to thee Still young and fine! but what is still in view Sweet Maiden, for so calm a life Sweet order hath its draught of bliss Sweet spring, thou turn'st with all thy goodly train Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. 382 102 25 27 21 363 301 154 47 3 360 The night is come, like to the day The Ocean at the bidding of the Moon The twentieth year is well nigh past The waters are flashing. The woods decay, the woods decay and fall The World and Death one day them cross-disguisèd . . There's none should places have in Fame's high court They are all gone into the world of light Thou art returned, great light, to that blest hour "Tis time this heart should be unmoved Too true it is, my time of power was spent To these, whom death again did wed To yield to those I cannot but disdain Triumphal arch that fill'st the sky 'Twas on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean Two brothers freely cast their lot Sowmit Wordsworth. They grew in bealthy. 7 Acus and What is the existence of man's life What is the world? tell, worldling, if thou know it What wonder's this, that there should spring. When Faith and Love, which parted from thee never When I behold thee, blameless Williamson PAGE 131 9 295 158 137 18 202 When my mother died I was very young When the sheep are in the fauld, and the kye at hame When to the sessions of sweet silent thought Where dost thou careless lie 305 197 30 40 Ye banks and braes and streams around Ye clouds! that far above me float and pause. You that do search for every purling spring Which I wish to remark: Francis But White 212 192 .. 282 145 105 28 SPOTTISWOODE AND CO., LONDON PRINTED BY SQUARE NEW-STREET AND PARLIAMENT STREET WORKS BY R. CHENEVIX TRENCH, D.D. ARCHBISHOP OF DUBLIN. Notes on the Parables of Our Lord. Tenth Edition. 8vo. cloth, 125. Notes on the Miracles of Our Lord. Ninth Edition. 8vo. cloth, 12s. Synonyms of the New Testament. New Edition. Select Glossary of English Words used formerly in Senses Different from the Present. Third Edition. Fcp. 8vo. cloth, 4s. On some Deficiencies in our English Dictionaries. Sermons Preached in Westminster Abbey. On the Authorized Version of the New Testament. |