Wordsworth: An Introduction and a SelectionPhoenix House, 1949 - 238 psl. |
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... 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 , Of sunshine and of flowers , Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary ...
... 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 , Of sunshine and of flowers , Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary ...
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... voice ! They sing a service which they feel : For ' tis the sunrise now of zeal ; Of a pure faith the vernal prime- In great Eliza's golden time . A moment ends the fervent din , And all is hushed , without and within ; For though the ...
... voice ! They sing a service which they feel : For ' tis the sunrise now of zeal ; Of a pure faith the vernal prime- In great Eliza's golden time . A moment ends the fervent din , And all is hushed , without and within ; For though the ...
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... voice from thee Which ' tis reproach to hear ? Anon I rose As if on wings , and saw beneath me stretched Vast prospect of the world which I had been And was ; and hence this Song , which like a lark I have protracted , in the unwearied ...
... voice from thee Which ' tis reproach to hear ? Anon I rose As if on wings , and saw beneath me stretched Vast prospect of the world which I had been And was ; and hence this Song , which like a lark I have protracted , in the unwearied ...
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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