Lyrical Ballads,: With Pastoral and Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Volumen1Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1805 - 210 páginas |
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... POOR SUSAN and the CHILDLESS FATHER , particularly to the last Stanza of the latter Poem . I will not suffer a sense of false modesty to prevent me from asserting , that I point my Reader's atten- tion to this mark of distinction , far ...
... POOR SUSAN and the CHILDLESS FATHER , particularly to the last Stanza of the latter Poem . I will not suffer a sense of false modesty to prevent me from asserting , that I point my Reader's atten- tion to this mark of distinction , far ...
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... poor ; Ill fed she was , and thinly clad ; And any man who pass'd her door Might see how poor a hut she had . All day she spun in her poor dwelling : And 10.
... poor ; Ill fed she was , and thinly clad ; And any man who pass'd her door Might see how poor a hut she had . All day she spun in her poor dwelling : And 10.
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... poor old Dames , as I have known , Will often live in one small cottage ; But she , poor Woman ! dwelt alone . ' Twas well enough when summer came , The long , warm , lightsome summer - day , Then at her door the canty Dame Would sit ...
... poor old Dames , as I have known , Will often live in one small cottage ; But she , poor Woman ! dwelt alone . ' Twas well enough when summer came , The long , warm , lightsome summer - day , Then at her door the canty Dame Would sit ...
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... poor old bones to ache , Could any thing be more alluring Than an old hedge to Goody Blake ? And , now and then , it must be said , When her old bones were cold and chill , She left her fire , or left her bed , To seek the hedge of ...
... poor old bones to ache , Could any thing be more alluring Than an old hedge to Goody Blake ? And , now and then , it must be said , When her old bones were cold and chill , She left her fire , or left her bed , To seek the hedge of ...
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... Till she had filled her apron full . When with her load she turned about , The bye - road back again to take , He started forward with a shout , And sprang upon poor Goody Blake . And fiercely by the arm he took her , And 14.
... Till she had filled her apron full . When with her load she turned about , The bye - road back again to take , He started forward with a shout , And sprang upon poor Goody Blake . And fiercely by the arm he took her , And 14.
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Términos y frases comunes
Albatross Babe Betty Foy Betty's birds black lips breath breeze chatter church-yard cold composition dead dear door endeavoured excitement fair Father fear feelings Friend Goody Blake green happy Harry Gill hath head hear heard heart Hermit Hill of moss hope Idiot Boy idle Johnny Johnny's Kilve land of mist language limbs Liswyn farm live looks Maid Mariner Martha Ray metre metrical mind mist moon moonlight mountain nature never night numbers o'er objects oh misery old Susan Owlets pain passion pleasure Poems Poet Poet's poetic diction Poetry Pond Pony poor old poor Susan porringer pray produced prose Quoth Reader sails Ship silent Simon Lee song soul spirit Stephen Hill Susan Gale sweet tale tears tell thee There's things Thorn thou thought tion tree truth Twas verse voice wedding-guest wherefore wild wind wood words Young Harry
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Página 154 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea! About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night: The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Página 174 - "But tell me, tell me! speak again, Thy soft response renewing — What makes that ship drive on so fast? What is the Ocean doing?" Second Voice: "Still as a slave before his lord, The Ocean hath no blast; His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast — If he may know which way to go ; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Página 170 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; sometimes all little birds that are, how they seemed to fill the sea and air with their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments, now like a lonely flute; and now it is an angel's song, that makes the heavens be mute.
Página 198 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is...
Página 193 - Is lightened — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 2 - The eye — it cannot choose but see ; We cannot bid the ear be still; Our bodies feel, where'er they be, Against or with our will. Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Página 146 - Yet he cannot choose but hear ! And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
Página viii - The language too of these men is adopted (purified indeed from what appear to be its real defects, from all lasting and rational causes of dislike or disgust) because such men hourly communicate with the best objects from which the best part of language is originally derived...
Página 195 - That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur ; other gifts Have followed, for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompence. For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue.
Página 134 - The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng ; And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and...