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... never " bent over much on superficial things , pampering myself with meagre novel- ties of form and color . " And yet Ruskin de- clares that " of all God's gifts to the sight of man , color is the holiest , the most divine , the most ...
... never " bent over much on superficial things , pampering myself with meagre novel- ties of form and color . " And yet Ruskin de- clares that " of all God's gifts to the sight of man , color is the holiest , the most divine , the most ...
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... never to be decayed , The stationary blasts of waterfalls , And in the narrow rent , at every turn , Winds thwarting winds bewildered and for- lorn , The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky , The rocks that muttered close upon our ...
... never to be decayed , The stationary blasts of waterfalls , And in the narrow rent , at every turn , Winds thwarting winds bewildered and for- lorn , The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky , The rocks that muttered close upon our ...
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... never dies ; While we , the brave , the mighty , and the wise , We Men , who in our morn of youth defied The elements , must vanish ; -be it so ! Enough , if something from our hands have power To live , and act , and serve the future ...
... never dies ; While we , the brave , the mighty , and the wise , We Men , who in our morn of youth defied The elements , must vanish ; -be it so ! Enough , if something from our hands have power To live , and act , and serve the future ...
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... never lost through many league . " a In " The Excursion " the Solitary thus de- scribes the grief of his young wife : " Calm as a frozen lake when ruthless winds Blow fiercely , agitating earth and sky , The Mother now remained . " We ...
... never lost through many league . " a In " The Excursion " the Solitary thus de- scribes the grief of his young wife : " Calm as a frozen lake when ruthless winds Blow fiercely , agitating earth and sky , The Mother now remained . " We ...
Sida 20
... never seen . " And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain And listen , till I do beget That golden time again . " O blessed Bird ! the earth we pace Again appears to be An unsubstantial fairy place , That is fit home for 20 ...
... never seen . " And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain And listen , till I do beget That golden time again . " O blessed Bird ! the earth we pace Again appears to be An unsubstantial fairy place , That is fit home for 20 ...
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Sound and Motion in Wordsworth's Poetry Wordsworth Collection,May Tomlinson,Cynthia Morgan St John Ingen förhandsgranskning - 2015 |
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alder apple-tree beauty born beauty of sound bird Blue-cap born of murmuring bosom breeze brook calm cloud Comes gliding crags crashing shores Cuckoo dance their wayward dear deepen delight Duddon earth Excursion faint famous description floating fluttering form and color gentle gleam green hath hear heard heart hills hour influence of nature lakes And sounding lean her ear light listen living loneliness lonely melody mingle mists and winds MOTION IN WORDSWORTH'S mountain river mountain torrent murmuring sound musician passage poem Poet Lore poet says poet tells poet's Prelude quiet raven's rejoice rocks school-boy secret place sense shades shadow sight silent smooth soft Solitary solitude song sonnet soul sound and motion sounding cataracts spirit stanza Stream sunbeams sunshine thee thou tree tuneful course vale voice wander wayward round wind Blow winds That dwell woods Wordsworth WORDSWORTH'S POETRY wren Yarrow Ye mountains
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Sida 20 - To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green ; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.
Sida 12 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Sida 11 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Sida 9 - As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the Heavens, Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light — Were all like workings of one mind, the features Of the same face, blossoms upon one tree ; Characters of the great Apocalypse, The types and symbols of Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end.
Sida 14 - While we, the brave, the mighty, and the wise, We Men, who in our morn of youth defied The elements, must vanish; — be it so! Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour; And if, as toward the silent tomb we go, Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendent dower, We feel that we are greater than we know.
Sida 12 - Was it for this That one, the fairest of all rivers, loved To blend his murmurs with my nurse's song, And, from his alder shades and rocky falls, And from his fords and shallows, sent a voice That flowed along my dreams?
Sida 30 - Yet were I grossly destitute of all Those human sentiments that make this earth So dear, if I should fail with grateful voice To speak of you, ye mountains, and ye lakes And sounding cataracts, ye mists and winds That dwell among the hills where I was born.
Sida 20 - 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 27 - There sometimes doth a leaping fish Send through the tarn a lonely cheer ; The crags repeat the raven's croak, In symphony austere ; Thither the rainbow comes — the cloud — And mists that spread the flying shroud; And sunbeams, and the sounding blast, That, if it could, would hurry past ; But that enormous barrier holds it fast.
Sida 11 - ... with lovely gleam, Comes gliding in serene and slow, Soft and silent as a dream, A solitary Doe! White she is as lily of June, And beauteous as the silver moon When out of sight the clouds are driven And she is left alone in heaven; Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away, A glittering ship, that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain.