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... sweet it is , when mother Fancy rocks 160 To B. R. Haydon 160 I heard ( alas ! ' twas only in a dream ) Retirement From the dark chambers of dejection freed Fair Prime of life ! were it enough to gild I watch , and long have watched ...
... sweet it is , when mother Fancy rocks 160 To B. R. Haydon 160 I heard ( alas ! ' twas only in a dream ) Retirement From the dark chambers of dejection freed Fair Prime of life ! were it enough to gild I watch , and long have watched ...
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... sweet it is with unuplifted eyes 290 291 POEMS OF SENTIMENT AND REFLECTION . Expostulation and Reply . 292 turist . ) The Tables Turned . An evening Scene on the same Subject 292 Composed while we were la- bouring together in his ...
... sweet it is with unuplifted eyes 290 291 POEMS OF SENTIMENT AND REFLECTION . Expostulation and Reply . 292 turist . ) The Tables Turned . An evening Scene on the same Subject 292 Composed while we were la- bouring together in his ...
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... sweet , ' " Yon isle conceals their home , their hut - like bower ; Green water - rushes overspread the floor ; Long grass and willows form the woven wall , And swings above the roof the poplar tall . Thence issuing often with unwieldy ...
... sweet , ' " Yon isle conceals their home , their hut - like bower ; Green water - rushes overspread the floor ; Long grass and willows form the woven wall , And swings above the roof the poplar tall . Thence issuing often with unwieldy ...
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... sweet , ' " Yon isle conceals their home , their hut - like bower ; Green water - rushes overspread the floor ; Long grass and willows form the woven wall , And swings above the roof the poplar tall . Thence issuing often with unwieldy ...
... sweet , ' " Yon isle conceals their home , their hut - like bower ; Green water - rushes overspread the floor ; Long grass and willows form the woven wall , And swings above the roof the poplar tall . Thence issuing often with unwieldy ...
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... sweet its streamlet murmurs in mine ear ! ) Where we , my Friend , to happy days shall rise , ' Till our small share of hardly - paining sighs ( For sighs will ever trouble human breath ) Creep hushed into the tranquil breast of death ...
... sweet its streamlet murmurs in mine ear ! ) Where we , my Friend , to happy days shall rise , ' Till our small share of hardly - paining sighs ( For sighs will ever trouble human breath ) Creep hushed into the tranquil breast of death ...
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Términos y frases comunes
art thou aught beauty behold beneath bird blessed blest bowers breast breath bright brow calm cheer Child clouds Cuckoo dark dear deep delight doth dread dream earth fair faith Fancy fear feel flowers Friend gentle gleam glory grace Grasmere grave green grove hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hill holy hope hour human Idon light live lonely look MARMADUKE meek mighty mind morning mountain Muse Nature Nature's night o'er pain peace Peter Bell pleasure praise rapture rill RIVER DUDDON rock round RYDAL MOUNT Rylstone shade sigh sight silent SIMPLON PASS sleep smile smooth soft song sorrow soul sound spirit St Bees stars stood stream sweet tears thee thine things thou thought towers trees truth Twas vale voice wandering ween wild wind wings woods words Yarrow youth
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Página 351 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Página 351 - Ye blessed creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel — I feel it all.
Página 121 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Página 121 - Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all.
Página 120 - But oft. in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration...
Página 351 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep. And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May...
Página 182 - Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour: England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Página 351 - I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone. The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat.
Página 121 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege, 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...
Página 182 - O FRIEND ! I know not which way I must look For comfort, being, as I am, opprest, To think that now our life is only drest For show ; mean handy-work of craftsman, cook, Or groom ! We must run glittering like a brook In the open sunshine, or we are unblest : The wealthiest man among us is the best : No grandeur now in nature or in book Delights us. Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry ; and these we adore : Plain living and high thinking are no more : The homely beauty of the good old cause...