Lyrical Ballads,: With Pastoral and Other Poems. In Two Volumes, 356 leidimas,1 tomas |
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I cannot tell ; but some will say She hanged her baby on the tree ; Some say she drowned it in the pond , Which is a little step beyond : But all and each agree , The little babe was buried there , Beneath that Hill of moss so fair .
I cannot tell ; but some will say She hanged her baby on the tree ; Some say she drowned it in the pond , Which is a little step beyond : But all and each agree , The little babe was buried there , Beneath that Hill of moss so fair .
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... the beauteous Hill of moss Before their eyes began to stir ; And for full fifty yards around , The grass it shook upon the ground ; But all do still aver The little babe is buried there , Beneath that Hill of moss so fair , XXIII .
... the beauteous Hill of moss Before their eyes began to stir ; And for full fifty yards around , The grass it shook upon the ground ; But all do still aver The little babe is buried there , Beneath that Hill of moss so fair , XXIII .
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She had a rustic , woodland air , And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair , and very fair ; -Her beauty made me glad . Sisters and brothers , little Maid , How many 51 We are Seven.
She had a rustic , woodland air , And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair , and very fair ; -Her beauty made me glad . Sisters and brothers , little Maid , How many 51 We are Seven.
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And often after sun - set , Sir , When it is light and fair , I take my little porringer , And'eat my supper there . The first that died was little Jane ; In bed she moaning lay , Till God released her of her pain ; And then she went ...
And often after sun - set , Sir , When it is light and fair , I take my little porringer , And'eat my supper there . The first that died was little Jane ; In bed she moaning lay , Till God released her of her pain ; And then she went ...
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I have a Boy of five years old ; His face is fair and fresh to see ; His limbs are cast in beauty's mould , And dearly he loves me . One morn we strollid on our dry walk , Our quiet home all full in view , And held such intermitted talk ...
I have a Boy of five years old ; His face is fair and fresh to see ; His limbs are cast in beauty's mould , And dearly he loves me . One morn we strollid on our dry walk , Our quiet home all full in view , And held such intermitted talk ...
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Lyrical Ballads, with Pastoral and Other Poems ... William Wordsworth,Samuel Taylor Coleridge Visos knygos peržiūra - 1805 |
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149 psl. - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon -' The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
156 psl. - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea! About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night: The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
200 psl. - Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
173 psl. - Under the keel nine fathom deep, From the land of mist and snow, The spirit slid ; a'nd it was he That made the ship to go.
170 psl. - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
181 psl. - Christ! what saw I there! Each corse lay flat, lifeless, and flat, And, by the holy rood! A man all light, a seraph-man, On every corse there stood. This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart No voice; but oh!
172 psl. - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
173 psl. - gan stir, With a short uneasy motion Backwards and forwards half her length With a short uneasy motion. Then, like a pawing horse let go, She made a sudden bound: It flung the blood into my head, And I fell down in a swound.
xvii psl. - For a multitude of causes, unknown to former times, are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and, unfitting it for all voluntary exertion, to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor. The most effective of these causes are the great national events which are daily taking place, and the increasing accumulation of men in cities, where the uniformity of their occupations produces a craving for extraordinary incident, which the rapid communication of intelligence...
56 psl. - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.
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| Pavadinimas | Lyrical Ballads, With Pastoral and Other Poems. In Two Volumes, 356 leidimas,1 tomas Lyrical Ballads,: With Pastoral and Other Poems. In Two Volumes, William Wordsworth |
| Autorius | William Wordsworth |
| Leidimas | 4 |
| Leidėjas | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, By R. Taylor and Company, 1805 |
| Originalas iš | Oksfordo universitetas |
| Pakeista skaitmenine forma | 9 rugpjūčio 2006 |
| Ilgis | 248 psl. |
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