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... speak of Wordsworth's poetry , not only with ignorance , but with impertinence . On the Continent he is almost unknown . I cannot think , then , that Wordsworth has , up to this time , at all obtained his deserts . " Glory , " said M ...
... speak of Wordsworth's poetry , not only with ignorance , but with impertinence . On the Continent he is almost unknown . I cannot think , then , that Wordsworth has , up to this time , at all obtained his deserts . " Glory , " said M ...
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... speak for itself , is what every lover of Wordsworth should desire . Until this has been done , Wordsworth , whom we ... speaking of Homer , I said that the noble and profound application of ideas to life is the most essential part of ...
... speak for itself , is what every lover of Wordsworth should desire . Until this has been done , Wordsworth , whom we ... speaking of Homer , I said that the noble and profound application of ideas to life is the most essential part of ...
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... speak of others in our list , have this accent ; -who can doubt it ? And at the same time they have treasures of humour , felicity , passion , for which in Wordsworth we shall look in vain . Where , then , is Wordsworth's superiority ...
... speak of others in our list , have this accent ; -who can doubt it ? And at the same time they have treasures of humour , felicity , passion , for which in Wordsworth we shall look in vain . Where , then , is Wordsworth's superiority ...
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... speak with certainty of what is so remote ; but from all that we can really investigate , I should say that they were no very great things . " Finally the " scientific system of thought " in Words- worth gives us at last such poetry as ...
... speak with certainty of what is so remote ; but from all that we can really investigate , I should say that they were no very great things . " Finally the " scientific system of thought " in Words- worth gives us at last such poetry as ...
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... speak with the same reverence of The Sailor's Mother , for example , as of Lucy Gray . They do their master harm by such lack of discrimination . Lucy Gray is a beautiful success ; The Sailor's Mother is a failure . To give aright what ...
... speak with the same reverence of The Sailor's Mother , for example , as of Lucy Gray . They do their master harm by such lack of discrimination . Lucy Gray is a beautiful success ; The Sailor's Mother is a failure . To give aright what ...
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Poems of Wordsworth (from Arnold's Selections) William Wordsworth Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1892 |
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Sida 194 - 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 5 - I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side." " How many are you, then," said I, " If they two are in heaven ?" Quick was the little Maid's reply,
Sida 200 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized...
Sida 200 - High instincts, before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised ; But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...
Sida 245 - 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 193 - Stern Daughter of the Voice of God! O Duty! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove; Thou, who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe; From vain temptations dost set free; And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity!
Sida 207 - Thou fough'tst against Him ; but hast vainly striven , Thou from thy Alpine Holds at length art driven, Where not a torrent murmurs heard by thee. Of one deep bliss thine ear hath been bereft : Then cleave, O cleave to that which still is left ; For...
Sida 3 - She had a rustic, woodlai.d air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be? " " How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Sida 182 - Who, doomed to go in company with pain, And fear, and bloodshed, miserable train ! Turns his necessity to glorious gain ; In face of these doth exercise a power Which is our human nature's highest dower ; Controls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves Of their bad influence, and their good receives...
Sida 4 - 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.