Poems, Volym 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme and Brown, 1815 |
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... darkness that come there ; The little Brooks that seem all pastime and all play , When they are angry , roar like Lions for their prey . " Here thou need'st not dread the raven in the sky ; Night and day thou art safe , —our cottage is ...
... darkness that come there ; The little Brooks that seem all pastime and all play , When they are angry , roar like Lions for their prey . " Here thou need'st not dread the raven in the sky ; Night and day thou art safe , —our cottage is ...
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... darkness and the cold we flew , And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of ...
... darkness and the cold we flew , And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of ...
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... darkness he can hear , 66 66 And guesses their intent . Lei - gha - Lei - gha " -then did he cry Lei - gha - Lei - gha " -most eagerly ; Thus did he cry , and thus did pray , And what he meant was , " Keep away , And leave me to myself ...
... darkness he can hear , 66 66 And guesses their intent . Lei - gha - Lei - gha " -then did he cry Lei - gha - Lei - gha " -most eagerly ; Thus did he cry , and thus did pray , And what he meant was , " Keep away , And leave me to myself ...
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... dark earth the baffled vision fails ; The latest lingerer of the forest train , The lone black fir , forsakes the faded plain ; Last evening sight , the cottage smoke no more , Lost in the thickened darkness , glimmers hoar ; And ...
... dark earth the baffled vision fails ; The latest lingerer of the forest train , The lone black fir , forsakes the faded plain ; Last evening sight , the cottage smoke no more , Lost in the thickened darkness , glimmers hoar ; And ...
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... Darkness broods O'er all its vanished dells , and lawns , and woods ; Where but a mass of shade the sight can trace , She ... dark and broad the gulph of time between ) Gilding that cottage with her fondest ray , ( Sole bourn , sole wish ...
... Darkness broods O'er all its vanished dells , and lawns , and woods ; Where but a mass of shade the sight can trace , She ... dark and broad the gulph of time between ) Gilding that cottage with her fondest ray , ( Sole bourn , sole wish ...
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Adam Bruce Babe bagpipes beneath Betty Foy Betty's Bird bower breath bright brook Brother cheerful Child church-yard cliffs cottage crag dead dear deep delight door dread dwell Ennerdale eyes face fair Father fear flowers follow the blind gone grave green happy happy day hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven hills hour Idiot Boy Johnny Johnny's Kilve Lamb Laodamia LEONARD light limbs live look Maid mind Moon morning Mother mountain never night o'er old Susan pain pastoral pipes Poem Pony porringer PRIEST Protesilaus Quantock Hills rills rocks round sail senses fail shade Shepherd shore shout side sight silent sing smiles snow song soul sound steep Sugh summer Susan Gale sweet sweetest thing tears tell thee There's thine things thou art thought trees Twas vale waterfall ween wild wind woods Youth
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Sida 313 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, " A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. " Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Sida 24 - Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
Sida 130 - 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.
Sida 299 - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring ! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery...
Sida 131 - I TRAVELLED among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea; Nor, England! did I know till then What love I bore to thee. 'Tis past, that melancholy dream ! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for still I seem To love thee more and more.
Sida 310 - 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 waylay.
Sida 47 - Upon the glassy plain; and oftentimes, When we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Came sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Have I, reclining back upon my heels, Stopped short; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me — even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round!
Sida 330 - Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale, Down which she so often has tripped with her pail ; And a single small cottage, a nest like a dove's, The one only Dwelling on earth that she loves.
Sida 269 - Joyous as morning Thou art laughing and scorning ; Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest, And, though little troubled with sloth, Drunken Lark ! thou wouldst be loth To be such a traveller as I. Happy, happy Liver, With a soul as strong as a mountain river Pouring out praise to the Almighty Giver...
Sida 343 - The appropriate business of poetry, (which, nevertheless, if genuine, is as permanent as pure science,) her appropriate employment, her privilege and her duty, is to treat of things not as they are, but as they appear ; not as they exist in themselves, but as they seem to exist to the senses and to the passions.