Our English lakes, mountains, and waterfalls [selected verse]. |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 12
Página x
... Summer Forenoon ... ... Lines written while Sailing in a Boat at Evening A Night - piece Nutting Lines written in early Spring My Heart leaps up Yew - Trees ... Sonnet to a Brook ... ... ... 130 ... 133 ... 134 135 136 138 ... 139 ...
... Summer Forenoon ... ... Lines written while Sailing in a Boat at Evening A Night - piece Nutting Lines written in early Spring My Heart leaps up Yew - Trees ... Sonnet to a Brook ... ... ... 130 ... 133 ... 134 135 136 138 ... 139 ...
Página 28
... Summer long , Dwelt in a tranquil fpot . And often - times A few sheep , ftragglers from some mountain - flock , Would watch my motions with fufpicious ftare , From the remoteft outfkirts of the grove , - Here did I lose . Some nook ...
... Summer long , Dwelt in a tranquil fpot . And often - times A few sheep , ftragglers from some mountain - flock , Would watch my motions with fufpicious ftare , From the remoteft outfkirts of the grove , - Here did I lose . Some nook ...
Página 37
... Summer heats , Its line had first been fashioned by the flock Seeking a place of refuge at the root Of yon black Yew - tree , whose protruded boughs Darken the filver bofom of the crag , From which it draws its meagre fuftenance . There ...
... Summer heats , Its line had first been fashioned by the flock Seeking a place of refuge at the root Of yon black Yew - tree , whose protruded boughs Darken the filver bofom of the crag , From which it draws its meagre fuftenance . There ...
Página 46
... Summer morning we had walked abroad At break of day , Joanna and myself . -'Twas that delightful season when the broom , Full - flowered , and visible on every steep , Along the copfes runs in veins of gold . p . 46 . Our pathway led us ...
... Summer morning we had walked abroad At break of day , Joanna and myself . -'Twas that delightful season when the broom , Full - flowered , and visible on every steep , Along the copfes runs in veins of gold . p . 46 . Our pathway led us ...
Página 50
... Summer . - Up the brook I roamed in the confufion of my heart , Alive to all things and forgetting all . At length I to a fudden turning came In this continuous glen , where down a rock The stream , fo ardent in its course before , Sent ...
... Summer . - Up the brook I roamed in the confufion of my heart , Alive to all things and forgetting all . At length I to a fudden turning came In this continuous glen , where down a rock The stream , fo ardent in its course before , Sent ...
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Términos y frases comunes
bafin befide beneath BLACK COMB bleffed bofom bright brook calm cheerful child cliffs Cloſe clouds cottage courſe crags delight diftant doft fafe faid feen fhade fhall fhepherd fide fight filent fing fingle firſt fleep flowers foft folemn folitude fome fong foon foul ftill ftone ftream fuch fummit Glaramara green happy hath heard heart HELM CRAG Helvellyn hills himſelf houſe Ifabel laft lake lamb laſt LEONARD liften look Luke Mary Howitt moffy mountain muſt myſelf NAB SCAR nook o'er paffed Photographs pleaſant pleaſure praiſe PRIEST purſue reft reſt rill rocks round RYDALE RYDALE WATER ſcene ſea ſee ſeems ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhe ſheep ſhore ſhould ſhow Skiddaw ſky ſmall ſome ſpeak ſpirit ſpot ſpread ſtars ſteep ſteps ſtill ſtone ſtood ſtrong ſuch ſweet thee theſe thoſe thou art thoughts trees vale whoſe wild wind wiſh woods