the poetical works of william wordsworth |
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... sweet flower , even to the meanest utensil or tool , the pail or spade , nothing with him was void of poetry : he was " of imagination all compact ; " and a Shakespeare's banished duke found " good in everything , " so Wordsworth's ...
... sweet flower , even to the meanest utensil or tool , the pail or spade , nothing with him was void of poetry : he was " of imagination all compact ; " and a Shakespeare's banished duke found " good in everything , " so Wordsworth's ...
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... sweet it is , when mother Fancy rocks . " Where lies the land to which yon ship must go ' " Even as a dragon's eye that feels the stress " Mark the concentrated hazels that inclose ' ( 6 29 ' Dark , and more dark , the shades of evening ...
... sweet it is , when mother Fancy rocks . " Where lies the land to which yon ship must go ' " Even as a dragon's eye that feels the stress " Mark the concentrated hazels that inclose ' ( 6 29 ' Dark , and more dark , the shades of evening ...
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WILLIAM WORDSWOTH. THE MOTHER'S RETURN . BY THE SAME . A MONTH , Sweet little ones , is past Since your dear mother went away , - And she to - morrow will return ; To - morrow is the happy day . O blessed tidings ! thought of joy ! The ...
WILLIAM WORDSWOTH. THE MOTHER'S RETURN . BY THE SAME . A MONTH , Sweet little ones , is past Since your dear mother went away , - And she to - morrow will return ; To - morrow is the happy day . O blessed tidings ! thought of joy ! The ...
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... sweet Lucy Gray Upon the lonesome wild . O'er rough and smooth she trips along , And never looks behind ; And sings a solitary song That whistles in the wind . ALICE FELL . THE post - boy drove with fierce career , For threat'ning ...
... sweet Lucy Gray Upon the lonesome wild . O'er rough and smooth she trips along , And never looks behind ; And sings a solitary song That whistles in the wind . ALICE FELL . THE post - boy drove with fierce career , For threat'ning ...
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... Sweet maid , how this may be ? Then did the little maid reply , " Seven boys and girls are we ; Two of us in the churchyard lie , Beneath the churchyard tree . " " You run about , my little maid , Your limbs they are alive ; If two are ...
... Sweet maid , how this may be ? Then did the little maid reply , " Seven boys and girls are we ; Two of us in the churchyard lie , Beneath the churchyard tree . " " You run about , my little maid , Your limbs they are alive ; If two are ...
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