The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, 2 tomasE. Moxon, 1836 - 313 psl. |
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... called to choose between the favoured pair , Which would you be , -the bird of the saloon , By lady - fingers tended with nice care , Caressed , applauded , upon dainties fed , Or Nature's DARKLING of this mossy shed ? 1825 . XX . THE ...
... called to choose between the favoured pair , Which would you be , -the bird of the saloon , By lady - fingers tended with nice care , Caressed , applauded , upon dainties fed , Or Nature's DARKLING of this mossy shed ? 1825 . XX . THE ...
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... called Feelers of love , put forth as if to explore This untried world , and to prepare thy way Through a strait passage intricate and dim ? Such are they ; and the same are tokens , signs , Which , when the appointed season hath ...
... called Feelers of love , put forth as if to explore This untried world , and to prepare thy way Through a strait passage intricate and dim ? Such are they ; and the same are tokens , signs , Which , when the appointed season hath ...
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... called upon to exercise their skill , Not in Utopia , subterranean fields , Or some secreted island , Heaven knows where ! But in the very world , which is the world Of all of us , the place where in the end We find our happiness , or ...
... called upon to exercise their skill , Not in Utopia , subterranean fields , Or some secreted island , Heaven knows where ! But in the very world , which is the world Of all of us , the place where in the end We find our happiness , or ...
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... called the Wishing - gate , from a belief that wishes formed or indulged there have a favourable issue . HOPE rules a land for ever green : All powers that serve the bright - eyed Queen Are confident and gay ; Clouds at her bidding ...
... called the Wishing - gate , from a belief that wishes formed or indulged there have a favourable issue . HOPE rules a land for ever green : All powers that serve the bright - eyed Queen Are confident and gay ; Clouds at her bidding ...
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... called Shall rise , and breathe again ; And in eternal summer lose Our threescore years and ten . To humbleness of heart descends This prescience from on high , The faith that elevates the just , Before and when they die ; And makes ...
... called Shall rise , and breathe again ; And in eternal summer lose Our threescore years and ten . To humbleness of heart descends This prescience from on high , The faith that elevates the just , Before and when they die ; And makes ...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth– With a Memoir : Seven ..., 2 tomas William Wordsworth Visos knygos peržiūra - 1878 |
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beauty behold beneath bird BLACK COMB blest bower breast breath breeze bright BROUGHAM CASTLE calm cheer clouds Countess of Pembroke dancing dear delight doth dwell earth EGREMONT CASTLE fair faith fancy fear feelings flowers gentle gleam Goody Blake Grasmere green grove happy Harry Gill hath head heard heart heaven Helvellyn hill hope hour human language Laodamia living lofty lonely look Lord Clifford Martha Ray metre metrical mind moon morning mountains murmur nature never night o'er oh misery pain passion Peter Bell pleasure Poems Poet poetic diction Poetry poor prose Reader rill river Swale rock round shade sight silent sing sleep song soul sound spirit spot Stanza stars stir stream sweet thee thine things Thorn thou art thoughts trees Twas vale verse voice wandering wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings withered woods words
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82 psl. - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery; The same whom in my school-boy days I listened to; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways, In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen.
88 psl. - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
346 psl. - Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep : so shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
163 psl. - 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.
88 psl. - 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.
94 psl. - ... Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. 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: I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought...
166 psl. - Knowing that 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...
93 psl. - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; •^*- I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
162 psl. - The landscape with the quiet of the sky. The day is come when I again repose Here, under this dark sycamore, and view These plots of cottage-ground, these orchard-tufts, Which at this season, with their unripe fruits, Are clad in one green hue, and lose themselves Mid groves and copses. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild: these pastoral farms, Green to the very door...
121 psl. - As if he had been reading in a book: And now a stranger's privilege I took; And, drawing to his side, to him did say, "This morning gives us promise of a glorious day.