The Deserted CottageGeorge Routledge, 1859 - 103 sidor |
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... pleasures of his loneliness , The doings , observations , which his mind . Had dealt with - I will here record in verse ; Which , if with truth it correspond , and sink Or rise as venerable Nature leads , The high and tender Muses shall ...
... pleasures of his loneliness , The doings , observations , which his mind . Had dealt with - I will here record in verse ; Which , if with truth it correspond , and sink Or rise as venerable Nature leads , The high and tender Muses shall ...
Sida 34
... pleasure was : And poverty brought on a pettish mood And a sore temper : day by day he drooped , And he would leave his work , and to the town , Without an errand , would direct his steps ; Or wander here and there among the fields ...
... pleasure was : And poverty brought on a pettish mood And a sore temper : day by day he drooped , And he would leave his work , and to the town , Without an errand , would direct his steps ; Or wander here and there among the fields ...
Sida 36
... , if we were men whose hearts Could hold vain dalliance with the misery Even of the dead ; contented thence to draw A momentary pleasure , never marked By reason , barren of all future good . But 36 THE DESERTED COTTAGE .
... , if we were men whose hearts Could hold vain dalliance with the misery Even of the dead ; contented thence to draw A momentary pleasure , never marked By reason , barren of all future good . But 36 THE DESERTED COTTAGE .
Sida 60
... pleasures of the pasturing herd To happy contemplation soothed his walk Along the field , and in the shady grove ; How the poor brute's condition , forced to run Its course of suffering in the public road , Sad contrast ! all too often ...
... pleasures of the pasturing herd To happy contemplation soothed his walk Along the field , and in the shady grove ; How the poor brute's condition , forced to run Its course of suffering in the public road , Sad contrast ! all too often ...
Sida 62
... pleasure , ere their time , May roll in chariots , or provoke the hoofs Of the fleet coursers they bestride , to raise From earth the dust of morning , slow to rise ; And they , if blest with health and hearts at ease , Shall lack not ...
... pleasure , ere their time , May roll in chariots , or provoke the hoofs Of the fleet coursers they bestride , to raise From earth the dust of morning , slow to rise ; And they , if blest with health and hearts at ease , Shall lack not ...
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Appeared a roofless babe beheld beneath BIRKET FOSTER blessed brotherhood of lofty BROTHERS DALZIEL calm careless cheerful child cloud comfort contentedness cool refreshment cottage cottage-bench course crag currants dark dead dirge DITTO door drooped dwelling earth espied evermore face fear feel flower garb garden GILBERT glad grave green grief happy hath heard heart Heaven hemp hills hope hour human humble JOHN GILBERT kite knew live lofty elms lowly Margaret mind mist moorland mountains mournful Nature nook o'er passed peace perceive pleasure poor poverty road rocks roofless Hut rustic sate Scotland season seemed shade shadows sick side sight silent solitude sorrow soul sound spake speak spirit staff steps stood storm summer sweet tale task tears things thoughts torpid turf turned Twas vale voice walked wall Wanderer weeping WILLIAM WORDSWORTH youth
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Sida 14 - What soul was his, when, from the naked top Of some bold headland, he beheld the sun Rise up, and bathe the world in light ! He looked — Ocean and earth, the solid frame of earth And ocean's liquid mass, beneath him lay In gladness and deep joy. The clouds were touched, And in their silent faces did he read Unutterable love.
Sida 54 - My Friend ! enough to sorrow you have given, The purposes of wisdom ask no more ; Be wise and cheerful ; and no longer read The forms of things with an unworthy eye. She sleeps in the calm earth, and peace is here.
Sida 6 - Oh ! many are the Poets that are sown By Nature ; men endowed with highest gifts, The vision and the faculty divine ; Yet wanting the accomplishment of verse...
Sida 99 - With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted ; here, serene pavilions bright, In avenues disposed ; there, towers begirt With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars...
Sida 94 - ... clouds, The mist, the shadows, light of golden suns, Motions of moonlight, all come thither — touch, And have an answer — thither come, and shape A language not unwelcome to sick hearts And idle spirits : — there the sun himself, At the calm close of summer's longest day Rests his substantial orb ; — between those heights And on the top of either pinnacle, More keenly than elsewhere in night's blue vault, Sparkle the stars, as of their station proud. Thoughts are not busier in the mind...
Sida 21 - He wandered far; much did he see of men, Their manners, their enjoyments, and pursuits, Their passions and their feelings ; chiefly those Essential and eternal in the heart, That, 'mid the simpler forms of rural life, Exist more simple in their elements, And speak a plainer language.
Sida 31 - She was a woman of a steady mind, Tender and deep in her excess of love ; . Not speaking much, pleased rather with the joy Of her own thoughts : by some especial care Her temper had been framed, as if to make A being who, by adding love to peace, Might live on earth a life of happiness.
Sida 52 - Made many a fond enquiry ; and when they, Whose presence gave no comfort, were gone by, Her heart was still more sad. And by yon gate, That bars the traveller's road, she often stood, And when a stranger horseman came, the latch Would lift, and in his face look wistfully : Most happy, if, from aught discovered there Of tender feeling, she might dare repeat The same sad question.
Sida 53 - Was sapped ; and while she slept the nightly damps Did chill her breast ; and in the stormy day Her tattered clothes were ruffled by the wind ; Even at the side of her own fire. Yet still She loved this wretched spot, nor would for worlds Have parted hence ; and still that length of road, And this rude bench, one torturing hope endeared, Fast rooted at her heart : and here, my Friend, In sickness she remained ; and here she died, Last human Tenant of these ruined Walls.
Sida 14 - And in their silent faces could he read Unutterable love. Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy; his spirit drank The spectacle: sensation, soul, and form, All melted into him; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not; in enjoyment it expired. No thanks he breathed, he proffered no request; Rapt into still communion that transcends The imperfect...