The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen3Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, Green & Longman, 1832 |
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... beautiful and fertile lands of Lancashire and Cum- berland stretching each way from its margin . In this extensive view , the face of nature is displayed in a wonderful variety of hill and dale ; wooded grounds and buildings ; amongst ...
... beautiful and fertile lands of Lancashire and Cum- berland stretching each way from its margin . In this extensive view , the face of nature is displayed in a wonderful variety of hill and dale ; wooded grounds and buildings ; amongst ...
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... beautiful scenery which gave occasion to the Sonnets from the 14th to the 20th inclusive . From the point where the Seathwaite Brook joins the Duddon , is a view upwards , into the pass through which the River makes its way into the ...
... beautiful scenery which gave occasion to the Sonnets from the 14th to the 20th inclusive . From the point where the Seathwaite Brook joins the Duddon , is a view upwards , into the pass through which the River makes its way into the ...
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... beautiful handwriting , now lies before me , ) thus expresses himself " If he , " meaning the person in whom the difficulty originated , " had suggested any such objection before , I should utterly have declined any attempt to the ...
... beautiful handwriting , now lies before me , ) thus expresses himself " If he , " meaning the person in whom the difficulty originated , " had suggested any such objection before , I should utterly have declined any attempt to the ...
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... beautiful as that in which it now lies ! Upon the Seathwaite Brook , at a small distance from the Parsonage , has been erected a mill for spinning yarn ; it is a mean and disagreeable object , though not unimportant to the spectator ...
... beautiful as that in which it now lies ! Upon the Seathwaite Brook , at a small distance from the Parsonage , has been erected a mill for spinning yarn ; it is a mean and disagreeable object , though not unimportant to the spectator ...
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... beautiful scenery that surrounds Bolton Priory , in Yorkshire ; and the Poem of the WHITE DOE , founded upon a Tradition connected with the place , was composed at the close of the same year . 1 IN trellised shed with clustering roses ...
... beautiful scenery that surrounds Bolton Priory , in Yorkshire ; and the Poem of the WHITE DOE , founded upon a Tradition connected with the place , was composed at the close of the same year . 1 IN trellised shed with clustering roses ...
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alien storms Altar ancient Banner Barden Fell Barden Tower beautiful behold beneath blessed blest bold Bolton bowers brave breast breath bright brook Canute chapel cheer Church Church-yard city of Durham Coniston COUNCIL OF CLERMONT Creature crown curacy dear divine doth Duddon earth Emily fair faith Father fear feeling flowers Francis Friend gentle grace grave green hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hill holy hope human JOAN OF KENT light Line live look Lord Loweswater Maid metre mind morning mortal nature night Norton o'er passion peace pleasure Poem Poet prayer rites RIVER DUDDON Robert Walker rock round Rylstone sacred Seathwaite shade shine side sight silent soft Sonnet sorrow soul spake spirit spread stand stood Stream sweet tears thee things thou thought tower trees truth Ulpha vale voice wandering White Doe Wicliffe wild wind
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Página 313 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing Boy, But He beholds the light, and whence it flows He sees it in his joy; The Youth, who daily farther from the east Must travel, still is Nature's Priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended; At length the Man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day.
Página 300 - 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; I would have planted thee, thou hoary Pile!
Página 313 - On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm: — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Página 212 - He is retired as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noon-day grove; And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love.
Página 276 - Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth; Glad hearts, without reproach or blot, Who do thy work and know it not: Oh!
Página 314 - See, at his feet, some little plan or chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life, Shaped by himself with newly-learned art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral...
Página 210 - Who, not content that former worth stand fast, Looks forward, persevering to the last, From well to better, daily self-surpast...
Página 257 - A name which it took of yore : A thousand years hath it borne that name, And shall, a thousand more. And hither is young Romilly come, And what may now forbid That he, perhaps for the hundredth time, Shall bound across THE STRID ? He sprang in glee,— for what cared he That the River was strong and the rocks were steep ? — But the Greyhound in the leash hung back, And checked him in his leap. The Boy is in the arms of Wharf, And strangled by a merciless force ; For never more was young Romilly...
Página 203 - tis a dull and endless strife: Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your Teacher.
Página 334 - ... on, as it were, a form of flesh and blood, the Poet will lend his divine spirit to aid the transfiguration, and will welcome the Being thus produced, as a dear and genuine inmate of the household of man. — It is not, then, to be supposed that any one, who holds that sublime notion of Poetry...