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... pain . For then , even then , the little heart would be it At times , while young Content forsook her seat , And wild Impatience , panting upward , showed Where , tipped with gold , the mountain - summits glowed . Alas ! the idle tale ...
... pain . For then , even then , the little heart would be it At times , while young Content forsook her seat , And wild Impatience , panting upward , showed Where , tipped with gold , the mountain - summits glowed . Alas ! the idle tale ...
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... pain ; Hope , strength , and courage , social suffering brings , Freshening the waste of sand with shades and springs She , solitary , through the desert drear Spontaneous wanders , hand in hand with Fear . - A giant moan along the ...
... pain ; Hope , strength , and courage , social suffering brings , Freshening the waste of sand with shades and springs She , solitary , through the desert drear Spontaneous wanders , hand in hand with Fear . - A giant moan along the ...
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... pain , Of him whom passion rivets to the plain , Or rather stay to taste the mild delights Of pensive Underwalden'st pastoral heights ! - Is there who ' mid these awful wilds has seen The native Genii walk the mountain green ? Or heard ...
... pain , Of him whom passion rivets to the plain , Or rather stay to taste the mild delights Of pensive Underwalden'st pastoral heights ! - Is there who ' mid these awful wilds has seen The native Genii walk the mountain green ? Or heard ...
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... Pain , and dismal Age , The effect of the famous air , called in French Ranz des Vaches upon the Swiss troops . Till , Hope - deserted , long in vain his breath Implores the dreadful untried sleep of Death . -'Mid savage rocks , and ...
... Pain , and dismal Age , The effect of the famous air , called in French Ranz des Vaches upon the Swiss troops . Till , Hope - deserted , long in vain his breath Implores the dreadful untried sleep of Death . -'Mid savage rocks , and ...
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... pain ; Oh ! leave me to myself , nor let me feel The officious touch that makes me droop again . Such as did once the Poet bless , Who murmuring here a later ditty , Could find no refuge from distress But in the milder grief of pity ...
... pain ; Oh ! leave me to myself , nor let me feel The officious touch that makes me droop again . Such as did once the Poet bless , Who murmuring here a later ditty , Could find no refuge from distress But in the milder grief of pity ...
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Sida 73 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Sida 194 - 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 Is full of blessings.
Sida 96 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me!
Sida 76 - You say that two at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea, Yet ye are seven! I pray you tell, Sweet maid, how this may be." Then did the little maid reply, " Seven boys and girls are we ; Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree.
Sida 220 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration ; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity . The gentleness of heaven...
Sida 166 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food ; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles. And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine ; A Being breathing thoughtful breath, A Traveller between life and death ; /The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command ;...
Sida 242 - Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings ? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago : Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day ? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again ? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending ; I listened, motionless and still ; And, as I mounted...
Sida 193 - Wherever nature led : more like a man 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. — I cannot paint 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,...
Sida 470 - 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.
Sida 227 - Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This city now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare Ships, towers, domes, theatres. and temples lie Open unto the fields and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will:...