Poems by William WordsworthUniversity Press, 1907 - 144 sidor |
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... 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 . " Wordsworth , however , characteristically connected this joy in existence with the ...
... 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 . " Wordsworth , however , characteristically connected this joy in existence with the ...
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... pleasure . " But as a matter of fact , even in those poems in the volume in which extreme simplicity of style prevails , Wordsworth did not indeed use the language of the lower classes . Had he done so he would have been constrained to ...
... pleasure . " But as a matter of fact , even in those poems in the volume in which extreme simplicity of style prevails , Wordsworth did not indeed use the language of the lower classes . Had he done so he would have been constrained to ...
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... 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 . If this belief from heaven be sent , If such be Nature's holy plan , Have I not reason to ...
... 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 . If this belief from heaven be sent , If such be Nature's holy plan , Have I not reason to ...
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... pleasure ! " Tis a pretty baby - treat ; Nor , I deem , for me unmeet ; Here , for neither Babe nor me , Other playmate can I see . Of the countless living things , That with stir of feet and wings ( In the sun or under shade , Upon ...
... pleasure ! " Tis a pretty baby - treat ; Nor , I deem , for me unmeet ; Here , for neither Babe nor me , Other playmate can I see . Of the countless living things , That with stir of feet and wings ( In the sun or under shade , Upon ...
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... the lure Of a sky serene and pure ; Creature none can she decoy Into open sign of joy : Is it that they have a fear Of the dreary season near ? 80 90 70 Or that other pleasures be Sweeter even than gaiety ? 20 WORDSWORTH.
... the lure Of a sky serene and pure ; Creature none can she decoy Into open sign of joy : Is it that they have a fear Of the dreary season near ? 80 90 70 Or that other pleasures be Sweeter even than gaiety ? 20 WORDSWORTH.
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Sida 71 - Unutterable love. Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy; his spirit drank The spectacle: sensation, soul, and form, All melted into him; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not; in enjoyment it expired.
Sida 60 - Then sing, ye birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May...
Sida 39 - Nature led: more like a man Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all.
Sida 24 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food: For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Sida 89 - 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 past away a glory from the earth.
Sida 15 - More welcome notes to weary bands Of Travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
Sida xxv - I trust is their destiny ? — to console the afflicted, to add sunshine to daylight, by making the happy happier; to teach the young and the gracious of every age to see, to think, and feel, and therefore to become more actively and% securely virtuous...
Sida 59 - Silence : truths that wake To perish never ; Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour, Nor Man, nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy ! Hence, in a season of calm weather.
Sida 60 - 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 10 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; 20 Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. ' 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. 30 ' And vital feelings of delight Shall rear her form to stately height, Her virgin bosom swell ; Such...