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... kind Harbinger , to Grasmere- dale ! 178 179 179 The Brownie's Cell 182 Composed at Cora Linn , in sight of Wal- lace's Tower . Effusion , in the Pleasure - ground on the banks of the Bran , near Dunkeld . 183 183 Yarrow Visited ...
... kind Harbinger , to Grasmere- dale ! 178 179 179 The Brownie's Cell 182 Composed at Cora Linn , in sight of Wal- lace's Tower . Effusion , in the Pleasure - ground on the banks of the Bran , near Dunkeld . 183 183 Yarrow Visited ...
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... Kind pious hands did to the Vigin build A lonely Spital , the belated swain From the night terrors of that waste to shield : But there no human being could remain , And now the walls are named the " Dead House " of the plain . XVIII ...
... Kind pious hands did to the Vigin build A lonely Spital , the belated swain From the night terrors of that waste to shield : But there no human being could remain , And now the walls are named the " Dead House " of the plain . XVIII ...
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... kind intent Banished that dismal thought ; and now the wind In fainter howlings told its rage was spent : Meanwhile discourse ensued of various kind , Which by degrees a confidence of mind And mutual interest failed not to create . And ...
... kind intent Banished that dismal thought ; and now the wind In fainter howlings told its rage was spent : Meanwhile discourse ensued of various kind , Which by degrees a confidence of mind And mutual interest failed not to create . And ...
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... kind of plunder he was hunting now ; The gallows would one day of him be glad ; — Though inward anguish damped the Sailor's brow , Yet calm he seemed as thoughts so poignant would allow . LV . Softly he stroked the child , who lay ...
... kind of plunder he was hunting now ; The gallows would one day of him be glad ; — Though inward anguish damped the Sailor's brow , Yet calm he seemed as thoughts so poignant would allow . LV . Softly he stroked the child , who lay ...
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... kind heart ; but his imprisonment Has made him fearful , and he'll never be The man he was . Idon . I will retire - good night ! [ She goes within . Enter ELDRED , ( hides a bundle ) . Eld . Not yet in bed , Eleanor ! -there are stains ...
... kind heart ; but his imprisonment Has made him fearful , and he'll never be The man he was . Idon . I will retire - good night ! [ She goes within . Enter ELDRED , ( hides a bundle ) . Eld . Not yet in bed , Eleanor ! -there are stains ...
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Sida 351 - 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 passed away a glory from the earth.
Sida 351 - 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.
Sida 121 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Sida 121 - Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all.
Sida 120 - But oft. in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration...
Sida 351 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep. And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May...
Sida 182 - Milton! thou shouldst 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.
Sida 351 - I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone. The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat.
Sida 121 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy : for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold...
Sida 182 - 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. Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry ; and these we adore : Plain living and high thinking are no more : The homely beauty of the good old cause...