Letters of the Wordsworth Family from 1787 to 1855, Volumen1Ginn, 1907 |
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Términos y frases comunes
Adieu affectionate friend afraid Alfoxden arrived Beaumont My dear beautiful believe brother Clarkson My dear Coleorton Coleridge Coleridge's comfort cottage Crewkerne dear Friend dear Lady Beaumont Dear Mathews dear Sir George delightful Dorothy Wordsworth evergreens expect feel FORNCETT give glad GRASMERE happy hear heard hope Keswick kind labour lake letter live London look Lord Lord Lonsdale Lowther Lyrical Ballads Malta mean mind Miss Hutchinson months morning never object Patterdale Penrith perhaps pleased pleasure poem poet poetical present Racedown received remember sent Sir George Beaumont sister SOCKBURN soon speak spirit summer things Thomas De Quincey thought tion tour trees Trieste vale verses walk week Whitehaven whole William Mathews William Wordsworth winter garden wish Wordsworth to Jane Wordsworth to Lady Wordsworth to Sir Wordsworth to William Wrangham write written wrote wych elm
Pasajes populares
Página 329 - The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay In such a jocund company!
Página 528 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 167 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Página 305 - Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale. She all night long her amorous descant sung : Silence was pleased. Now...
Página vii - Trouble not yourself upon their present reception : of what moment is that, compared with what 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—this is their office, which I trust they will faithfully perform, long after we (that is, all that is mortal of us) are mouldered in our graves.
Página vii - It is an awful truth, that there neither is, nor can be, any genuine enjoyment of Poetry among nineteen out of twenty of those persons who live, or wish to live, in the broad light of the world — among those who either are, or are striving to make themselves, people of consideration in society.
Página 375 - ... victims," as Mr. Crabbe calls them, in the manner he has chosen to describe. After all, if the picture were true to nature, what claim would it have to be called poetry ? At the best, it is the meanest kind of satire, except the merely personal. The sum of all is, that nineteen out of twenty of Crabbe's pictures are mere matters of fact, with which the Muses have just about as much to do as they have with a collection of medical reports or of law cases.
Página 215 - Like tidings to King Henry came Within as short a space, That Percy of Northumberland Was slain in Chevy-Chace. Now God be with him...
Página 272 - Before thee lifts her fearless head : Religion's beams around thee shine, And cheer thy glooms with light divine : About thee sports sweet Liberty ; And rapt Urania sings to thee. Oh, let me pierce thy secret cell, And in thy deep recesses dwell ! Perhaps from Norwood's oak-clad hill, When Meditation has her fill, I just may cast my careless eyes Where London's spiry turrets rise, Think of its crimes, its cares, its pain, Then shield me in the woods again.
Página 52 - In truth he was a strange and wayward wight, Fond of each gentle, and each dreadful scene, In darkness, and in storm, he found delight : Nor less, than when on ocean-wave serene The southern Sun diffused his dazzling shene.
Referencias a este libro
Wordsworth in England: Studies in the History of His Fame ... Katherine Mary Peek Vista de fragmentos - 1943 |