Poems, Հատոր 2Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme and Brown, 1815 |
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Արդյունքներ 19–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... Travellers in some shady haunt , Among Arabian Sands : No sweeter voice was ever heard In spring - time from the Cuckoo - bird , Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides . Will no one tell me what she sings ? Perhaps 7.
... Travellers in some shady haunt , Among Arabian Sands : No sweeter voice was ever heard In spring - time from the Cuckoo - bird , Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides . Will no one tell me what she sings ? Perhaps 7.
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... and blanket - walls . -Twelve hours , twelve bounteous hours , are gone while I Have been a Traveller under open sky , Much witnessing of change and cheer , Yet as I left I find them here ! " The weary Sun betook himself to rest . Then 11.
... and blanket - walls . -Twelve hours , twelve bounteous hours , are gone while I Have been a Traveller under open sky , Much witnessing of change and cheer , Yet as I left I find them here ! " The weary Sun betook himself to rest . Then 11.
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... The Hare is running races in her mirth ; And with her feet she from the plashy earth Raises a mist ; which , glittering in the sun , Runs with her all the way , wherever she doth run . I was a Traveller then upon the moor ; I 27.
... The Hare is running races in her mirth ; And with her feet she from the plashy earth Raises a mist ; which , glittering in the sun , Runs with her all the way , wherever she doth run . I was a Traveller then upon the moor ; I 27.
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William Wordsworth. I was a Traveller then upon the moor ; I saw the Hare that raced about with joy ; I heard the woods , and distant waters , roar ; Or heard them not , as happy as a Boy : The pleasant season did my heart employ : My ...
William Wordsworth. I was a Traveller then upon the moor ; I saw the Hare that raced about with joy ; I heard the woods , and distant waters , roar ; Or heard them not , as happy as a Boy : The pleasant season did my heart employ : My ...
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... Traveller's shed , the Pilgrim's cot , A place of love for Damsels that are coy . A cunning Artist will I have to frame A bason for that Fountain in the dell ; And they , who do make mention of the same From this day forth , shall call ...
... Traveller's shed , the Pilgrim's cot , A place of love for Damsels that are coy . A cunning Artist will I have to frame A bason for that Fountain in the dell ; And they , who do make mention of the same From this day forth , shall call ...
Common terms and phrases
beauty behold beneath birds Black Comb blessed bower brave breath bright BROUGHAM CASTLE Busk CALAIS calm cheer Child Clifford clouds Coleorton Countess of Pembroke dark dear delight doth dream earth fair fear feelings fields Flower Friend Grasmere grave green grove happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hill hope hour human labour language live lofty look Lord Clifford Martha Ray metre metrical mighty mind morning mountain murmur nature never o'er objects oh misery pain passion PEEL CASTLE pleasure Poems Poet poetic diction Poetry poor praise pride prose Reader Rob Roy rock round Shepherd sight silent Simon Lee sing Skiddaw sleep song sorrow soul sound spirit stand stone strife sweet thee thine things Thorn thou art thought trees truth Twill Vale verse voice waters wild wind wood words Yarrow Ye Men youth
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Էջ 212 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour ; .England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Էջ 355 - To live beneath your more habitual sway. I love the Brooks, which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly as they...
Էջ 191 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Էջ 338 - Ah ! then if mine had been the painter's hand To express what then I saw, and add the gleam, The light that never was on sea or land, The consecration, and the poet's dream...
Էջ 381 - In spite of difference of soil and climate, of language and manners, of laws and customs: in spite of things silently gone out of mind, and things violently destroyed; the Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society, as it is spread over the whole earth, and over all time.
Էջ 105 - One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can. Sweet is the lore which Nature brings; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things: — We murder to dissect.
Էջ 80 - Unwearied in that service : rather say With warmer love — oh ! with far deeper zeal Of holier love. Nor wilt thou then forget, That after many wanderings, many years Of absence, these steep woods and lofty cliffs, And this green pastoral landscape, were to me More dear, both for themselves and for thy sake ! LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING.
Էջ 30 - As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie Couched on the bald top of an eminence ; Wonder to all who do the same espy, By what means it could thither come, and whence; So that it seems a thing endued with sense : Like a sea-beast crawled forth, that on a shelf Of rock or sand reposeth, there to sun itself...
Էջ 354 - Hence, in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Էջ 352 - Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage; thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find...