The Poetical Works of William WordsworthG. Routledge & Company, 1858 - 496 psl. |
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... sound of the eight o'clock bell . -Come , now we'll to bed ! and when we are there He may work his own will , and what shall we care ; He may knock at the door , -we'll not let him in , May drive at the windows , -we'll laugh at his din ...
... sound of the eight o'clock bell . -Come , now we'll to bed ! and when we are there He may work his own will , and what shall we care ; He may knock at the door , -we'll not let him in , May drive at the windows , -we'll laugh at his din ...
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... sound nor sight To serve them for a guide . At daybreak on a hill they stood That overlook'd the moor ; And thence ... sound . As if the wind blew many ways , I heard the sound - and more and more : It seem'd to follow with the chaise ...
... sound nor sight To serve them for a guide . At daybreak on a hill they stood That overlook'd the moor ; And thence ... sound . As if the wind blew many ways , I heard the sound - and more and more : It seem'd to follow with the chaise ...
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... sound . VIII . When he had learnt what thing it was , That sent this rueful cry , I ween , The boy recover'd heart , and told The sight which he had seen . Both gladly now deferr'd their task ; Nor was there wanting other aid ; - A Poet ...
... sound . VIII . When he had learnt what thing it was , That sent this rueful cry , I ween , The boy recover'd heart , and told The sight which he had seen . Both gladly now deferr'd their task ; Nor was there wanting other aid ; - A Poet ...
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... leafless trees and every icy crag Tingled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound This extract is reprinted from " THE FRIEND . " Of melancholy , not unnoticed , while the stars , 16 WORDSWORTH'S POEMS .
... leafless trees and every icy crag Tingled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound This extract is reprinted from " THE FRIEND . " Of melancholy , not unnoticed , while the stars , 16 WORDSWORTH'S POEMS .
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... sound the least that can be made They follow , more and more afraid , More cautious as they draw more near ; But in his darkness he can hear , 66 And guesses their intent . " Lei - gha - Lei - gha ! " then did he cry Lei - gha - Lei ...
... sound the least that can be made They follow , more and more afraid , More cautious as they draw more near ; But in his darkness he can hear , 66 And guesses their intent . " Lei - gha - Lei - gha ! " then did he cry Lei - gha - Lei ...
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