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... voice , nor shout , Nor aught else like it , could be heard . The boy then smacked his whip , and fast The horses scampered through the rain ; But , hearing soon upon the blast The cry , I bade him halt again . Forthwith alighting on ...
... voice , nor shout , Nor aught else like it , could be heard . The boy then smacked his whip , and fast The horses scampered through the rain ; But , hearing soon upon the blast The cry , I bade him halt again . Forthwith alighting on ...
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... voice ; it said , " Drink , pretty creature , drink ! ” And , looking o'er the hedge , before me I espied A snow - white mountain lamb with a maiden at its side . Nor sheep nor kine were near ; the lamb was all alone , And by a slender ...
... voice ; it said , " Drink , pretty creature , drink ! ” And , looking o'er the hedge , before me I espied A snow - white mountain lamb with a maiden at its side . Nor sheep nor kine were near ; the lamb was all alone , And by a slender ...
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... voice was idle : with the din Smitten , the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far - distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy , not unnoticed , while the stars ...
... voice was idle : with the din Smitten , the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far - distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy , not unnoticed , while the stars ...
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... voice came to us from the neighbouring height : Oft could we see him driving full in view At mid - day when the sun was shining bright ; What ill was on him , what he had to do , A mighty wonder bred among our quiet crew . Ah ! piteous ...
... voice came to us from the neighbouring height : Oft could we see him driving full in view At mid - day when the sun was shining bright ; What ill was on him , what he had to do , A mighty wonder bred among our quiet crew . Ah ! piteous ...
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... this cause not always , I believe , Receiving from his father hire of praise ; Though nought was left undone which staff , or voice , Or looks , or threatening gestures , could perform . But soon as Luke , full ten years old , 65 E MICHAEL.
... this cause not always , I believe , Receiving from his father hire of praise ; Though nought was left undone which staff , or voice , Or looks , or threatening gestures , could perform . But soon as Luke , full ten years old , 65 E MICHAEL.
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ALFRED PARSONS Andrew Lang beautiful behold beneath bird blank verse blessed bliss bower breath bright brook cheerful child clouds cottage creature dead dear delight dost doth dwell earth fair fear feel flock flowers gentle gone Goslar Grasmere grass grave green grief happy Hart-Leap hath heard heart heaven hills hour human weight Isabel lake lamb Laodamia light living lofty lonely look Lucy Luke Lyrical Ballads maid mind moon morning mountains murmur nature never night o'er Ode to Duty pain Peter Bell pleasure poems poet poetry Quantock hills quiet rocks round Ruth Rydal Mount seemed shade sheep shepherd sight silent sing Sir Walter sleep song sonnet soul spake spirit star stone stood stream summer sweet thee things thou art thought trees Twill vale voice wandered waters ween wild wind woods words Wordsworth Yarrow YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY youth
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