The poetical works of William Wordsworth. New and complete annotated ed. Centenary ed, Թողարկում 619,Հատոր 5 |
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... sound Of words unsuited to the place Disturb its solitude profound . I saw this Rock , while vernal air Blew softly o'er the russet heath , Uphold a Monument as fair As church or abbey furnisheth . Unsullied did it meet the day , Like ...
... sound Of words unsuited to the place Disturb its solitude profound . I saw this Rock , while vernal air Blew softly o'er the russet heath , Uphold a Monument as fair As church or abbey furnisheth . Unsullied did it meet the day , Like ...
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... sound : Them who are whole in body and in mind , He can make sick , -bind can he and unbind All that he will have bound , or have unbound III . To tell his might my wit may not 26 SELECTIONS FROM CHAUCER . 36 The Cuckoo and the ...
... sound : Them who are whole in body and in mind , He can make sick , -bind can he and unbind All that he will have bound , or have unbound III . To tell his might my wit may not 26 SELECTIONS FROM CHAUCER . 36 The Cuckoo and the ...
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... sound ; and in that very place My Lady first me took unto her grace . O blissful God of Love ! then thus he cried , When I the process have in memory , How thou hast wearied me on every side , Men thence a book might make , a history ...
... sound ; and in that very place My Lady first me took unto her grace . O blissful God of Love ! then thus he cried , When I the process have in memory , How thou hast wearied me on every side , Men thence a book might make , a history ...
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... sounds that clog the air , Be his the natural silence of old age ! Let him be free of mountain solitudes ; And have around him , whether heard or not , The pleasant melody of woodland birds . Few are his pleasures : if his eyes have now ...
... sounds that clog the air , Be his the natural silence of old age ! Let him be free of mountain solitudes ; And have around him , whether heard or not , The pleasant melody of woodland birds . Few are his pleasures : if his eyes have now ...
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... sounds of a dream . Up the Haymarket hill he oft whistles his way , Thrusts his hands in a waggon , and smells at the hay ; He thinks of the fields he so often hath mown , And is happy as if the rich freight were his own . But chiefly ...
... sounds of a dream . Up the Haymarket hill he oft whistles his way , Thrusts his hands in a waggon , and smells at the hay ; He thinks of the fields he so often hath mown , And is happy as if the rich freight were his own . But chiefly ...
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Էջ 78 - 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 130 - Wisdom and Spirit of the universe ! Thou Soul that art the eternity of thought, That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul ; Not with the mean and vulgar works of man, But with high objects, with enduring things — With life and nature — purifying thus The elements of feeling and of thought, And sanctifying, by such discipline, Both...
Էջ 111 - 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 108 - 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 227 - Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black drizzling crags that spake by the way-side As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream...
Էջ 107 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose ; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
Էջ 106 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Էջ 356 - All meek and silent, save that through a rift — Not distant from the shore whereon we stood, A fixed, abysmal, gloomy breathing-place — Mounted the roar of waters, torrents, streams Innumerable, roaring with one voice ! Heard over earth and sea, and, in that hour, For so it seemed, felt by the starry heavens.
Էջ 131 - When we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Came sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Have I, reclining back upon my heels, Stopped short; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me— even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round...
Էջ 129 - But huge and mighty forms, that do not live Like living men, moved slowly through the mind By day, and were a trouble to my dreams.