Early PoemsG. Routledge, 1889 - 256 psl. |
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... Helvellyn ( 1816 ) - 2 The Longest Day ( 1817 ) The Pass of Kirkstone ( 1817 ) . 66 Hopes , what are they ? " ( 1818 ) Evening Ode ( 1818 ) : - SONNETS ( MISCELLANEOUS ) : - · PAGE 188 195 196 204 207 209 · 212 · 215 216 I. " Pelion and ...
... Helvellyn ( 1816 ) - 2 The Longest Day ( 1817 ) The Pass of Kirkstone ( 1817 ) . 66 Hopes , what are they ? " ( 1818 ) Evening Ode ( 1818 ) : - SONNETS ( MISCELLANEOUS ) : - · PAGE 188 195 196 204 207 209 · 212 · 215 216 I. " Pelion and ...
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... HELVELLYN . INMATE of a mountain - dwelling , Thou hast clomb aloft , and gazed , From the watch - towers of Helvellyn ; Awed , delighted , and amazed ! Potent was the spell that bound thee , Not unwilling to obey ; For blue Ether's ...
... HELVELLYN . INMATE of a mountain - dwelling , Thou hast clomb aloft , and gazed , From the watch - towers of Helvellyn ; Awed , delighted , and amazed ! Potent was the spell that bound thee , Not unwilling to obey ; For blue Ether's ...
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... green earth re - appeared ; For the power of hills is on thee , As was witnessed through thine eye Then , when old Helvellyn won thee To confess their majesty ! THE LONGEST DAY . ADDRESSED TO . LET us quit 1816 . 208 WORDSWORTH .
... green earth re - appeared ; For the power of hills is on thee , As was witnessed through thine eye Then , when old Helvellyn won thee To confess their majesty ! THE LONGEST DAY . ADDRESSED TO . LET us quit 1816 . 208 WORDSWORTH .
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