With Wordsworth in England: Being a Selection of the Poems and Letters of William Wordsworth which Have to Do with English Scenery and English LifeA. C. McClurg & Company, 1907 - 352 sidor |
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... breath ! - Less vivid wreath entwined Nemæan victor's brow ; less bright was worn , Meed of some Roman chief — in triumph borne With captives chained ; and shedding from his car The sunset splendours of a finished war Upon the proud ...
... breath ! - Less vivid wreath entwined Nemæan victor's brow ; less bright was worn , Meed of some Roman chief — in triumph borne With captives chained ; and shedding from his car The sunset splendours of a finished war Upon the proud ...
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... breath of frosty wind , had snapped The last autumnal crocus , ' t was my joy With store of springes o'er my shoulder hung To range the open heights where woodcocks run Along the smooth green turf . Through half the night , Scudding ...
... breath of frosty wind , had snapped The last autumnal crocus , ' t was my joy With store of springes o'er my shoulder hung To range the open heights where woodcocks run Along the smooth green turf . Through half the night , Scudding ...
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... breath of spring Planting my snowdrops among winter snows : Nor will it seem to thee , O Friend1 ! so prompt In sympathy , that I have lengthened out With fond and feeble tongue a tedious tale . Meanwhile , my hope has been , that I ...
... breath of spring Planting my snowdrops among winter snows : Nor will it seem to thee , O Friend1 ! so prompt In sympathy , that I have lengthened out With fond and feeble tongue a tedious tale . Meanwhile , my hope has been , that I ...
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... breath of God , Or His pure Word by miracle revealed . Rarely and with reluctance would I stoop To transitory themes ; yet I rejoice , And , by these thoughts admonished , will pour out Thanks with uplifted heart , that I was reared ...
... breath of God , Or His pure Word by miracle revealed . Rarely and with reluctance would I stoop To transitory themes ; yet I rejoice , And , by these thoughts admonished , will pour out Thanks with uplifted heart , that I was reared ...
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Sida 162 - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Sida 107 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — both what they half create, And what perceive ; well pleased to recognise In nature and the language of the sense, The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Sida 104 - Is lightened — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Sida 185 - 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...
Sida 91 - tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure: — But the least motion which they made It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.
Sida 195 - Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good: Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Sida 238 - And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife; But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside...
Sida 235 - 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 99 - THERE was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs And islands of Winander! — many a time, At evening, when the earliest stars began To move along the edges of the hills, Rising or setting, would he stand alone, Beneath the trees, or by the glimmering lake; And there, with fingers interwoven, both hands Pressed closely palm to palm and to his mouth Uplifted, he, as through an instrument, Blew mimic hootings to the silent owls, That they might answer him.
Sida 103 - That on a wild secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion ; and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky.