Wordsworth: An Introduction and a SelectionPhoenix House, 1949 - 238 psl. |
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... thee some little part Of our two histories ; ' twill do thee good When thou art from me , even if I should touch On things thou canst not know of . - After thou First cam❜st into the world- -as oft befalls To new - born infants - thou ...
... thee some little part Of our two histories ; ' twill do thee good When thou art from me , even if I should touch On things thou canst not know of . - After thou First cam❜st into the world- -as oft befalls To new - born infants - thou ...
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... thee and rejoice . O Cuckoo ! shall I call thee Bird , Or but a wandering Voice ? While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear ; From hill to hill it seems to pass At once far off , and near . Though babbling only to the Vale ...
... thee and rejoice . O Cuckoo ! shall I call thee Bird , Or but a wandering Voice ? While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear ; From hill to hill it seems to pass At once far off , and near . Though babbling only to the Vale ...
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... thee , Vision as thou art , I bless thee with a human heart ; God shield thee to thy latest years ! Thee , neither know I , nor thy peers ; And yet my eyes are filled with tears . With earnest feeling I shall pray For thee when I am far ...
... thee , Vision as thou art , I bless thee with a human heart ; God shield thee to thy latest years ! Thee , neither know I , nor thy peers ; And yet my eyes are filled with tears . With earnest feeling I shall pray For thee when I am far ...
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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