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... . Address to the Scholars of the Village School of Matthew . The Two April Mornings The Fountain Lucy Gray or , Solitude PAGE I 2 4 , 7 II 12 14 15 . 17- 22 29 30 32 33 34 34 36 37 39 42 44 46 49 1800 . " " On Nature's invitation do I come.
... . Address to the Scholars of the Village School of Matthew . The Two April Mornings The Fountain Lucy Gray or , Solitude PAGE I 2 4 , 7 II 12 14 15 . 17- 22 29 30 32 33 34 34 36 37 39 42 44 46 49 1800 . " " On Nature's invitation do I come.
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... morning : fresh and clear " To Joanna • " There is an Eminence , — of these our hills Michael . A Pastoral Poem • The Waterfall and the Eglantine The Oak and the Broom . A Pastoral 1801. The Sparrow's Nest 1802. Alice Fell ; or ...
... morning : fresh and clear " To Joanna • " There is an Eminence , — of these our hills Michael . A Pastoral Poem • The Waterfall and the Eglantine The Oak and the Broom . A Pastoral 1801. The Sparrow's Nest 1802. Alice Fell ; or ...
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... Morning , 1838 332 " Blest statesman he , whose mind's unselfish will " 332 1841. To a Painter 333 On the Same Subject 333 1842 . 66 A Poet― He hath put his heart to school " 334 NOTES 337 INDEX TO FIRST LINES 429 SELECTIONS FROM ...
... Morning , 1838 332 " Blest statesman he , whose mind's unselfish will " 332 1841. To a Painter 333 On the Same Subject 333 1842 . 66 A Poet― He hath put his heart to school " 334 NOTES 337 INDEX TO FIRST LINES 429 SELECTIONS FROM ...
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... morning meal is done , Make haste , your morning task resign ; Come forth and feel the sun . Edward will come with you - and , pray , Put on with speed your woodland dress ; And bring no book : for this one day We'll give to idleness ...
... morning meal is done , Make haste , your morning task resign ; Come forth and feel the sun . Edward will come with you - and , pray , Put on with speed your woodland dress ; And bring no book : for this one day We'll give to idleness ...
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... morning thus , by Esthwaite lake , When life was sweet , I knew not why , To me my good friend Matthew spake , And thus I made reply : " The eye - it cannot choose but see ; We cannot bid the ear be still ; Our bodies feel , where'er ...
... morning thus , by Esthwaite lake , When life was sweet , I knew not why , To me my good friend Matthew spake , And thus I made reply : " The eye - it cannot choose but see ; We cannot bid the ear be still ; Our bodies feel , where'er ...
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Sida 157 - 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?
Sida 302 - 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 broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Sida 175 - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth: Glad Hearts! without reproach or blot; Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh!
Sida 19 - 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.— That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures.
Sida 176 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, Are fresh and strong.
Sida 22 - Nor, perchance — If I should be where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service: rather say With warmer love — oh! with far deeper zeal Of holier love.
Sida 19 - The picture of the mind revives again : While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years.
Sida 209 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind ; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be ; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Sida 188 - 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; I would have planted thee, thou hoary pile!
Sida 194 - CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR. WHO is the happy Warrior ? Who is he That every man in arms should wish to be ? — It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his boyish thought...