Wordsworth: An Introduction and a SelectionPhoenix House, 1949 - 238 psl. |
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... looks , he cannot choose but look ; Like some one reading in a book— A book that is enchanted . Ah , well - a - day for Peter Bell ! He will be turned to iron soon , Meet Statue for the court of Fear ! His hat is up - and every hair ...
... looks , he cannot choose but look ; Like some one reading in a book— A book that is enchanted . Ah , well - a - day for Peter Bell ! He will be turned to iron soon , Meet Statue for the court of Fear ! His hat is up - and every hair ...
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... look Of idle computation . In the sun , Upon the second step of that small pile , Surrounded by those wild unpeopled hills , He sat , and ate his food in solitude : And ever , scattered from his palsied hand , That , still attempting to ...
... look Of idle computation . In the sun , Upon the second step of that small pile , Surrounded by those wild unpeopled hills , He sat , and ate his food in solitude : And ever , scattered from his palsied hand , That , still attempting to ...
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... look abroad . On this old bench For hours she sate ; and evermore her eye Was busy in the distance , shaping things That made her heart beat quick . You see that path , Now faint , the grass has crept o'er its grey line ; There , to and ...
... look abroad . On this old bench For hours she sate ; and evermore her eye Was busy in the distance , shaping things That made her heart beat quick . You see that path , Now faint , the grass has crept o'er its grey line ; There , to and ...
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babe beauty behold beneath Beside birds blessed bower breath bright Busk calm cheerful child clouds Cockermouth cottage Creature dead dear delight door doth dwelling earth fair Father fear feel flowers Friend gentle Grasmere green grove happy hath Hawkshead head hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour human John Wordsworth Kilve light live lonely look Luke Lyrical Ballads Martha Ray mind moon morning mountain Nature never night NORMAN NICHOLSON Norsemen o'er pain passed Peter Bell pleasure poems poet poor river Swale rocks round Rylstone sate Scafell Pike seemed shade Shepherd sight silent Silurian Simon Lee sing Skiddaw Slate solitary solitude sorrow soul sound spirit stars stone stood stream sweet tale tears thee things thou thoughts Tintern Abbey trees turned Twill Vale voice wandering wild wind Windermere woods words Wordsworth Yarrow Youth