The English Poets: Wordsworth to DobellThomas Humphry Ward Macmillan and Company, 1880 |
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... stood By Nature's side among the men of old , And so shall stand for ever . ' All this doctrine was strange to his age ; it has ceased to be so to ours . In various ways and with varying merit , Thackeray and Dickens and George Eliot ...
... stood By Nature's side among the men of old , And so shall stand for ever . ' All this doctrine was strange to his age ; it has ceased to be so to ours . In various ways and with varying merit , Thackeray and Dickens and George Eliot ...
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... stood : -his austere purity and perfection of language , the wideness of his range , the freshness of his thought , the unfailing certainty of his eye ; his unswerving truth , and , above all , his magnificent gift of imagination ...
... stood : -his austere purity and perfection of language , the wideness of his range , the freshness of his thought , the unfailing certainty of his eye ; his unswerving truth , and , above all , his magnificent gift of imagination ...
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... stood together ; and that I , so long A worshipper of Nature , hither came Unwearied in that service : rather say With warmer love - oh ! with far deeper zeal Of holier love . Nor wilt thou then forget , That after many wanderings ...
... stood together ; and that I , so long A worshipper of Nature , hither came Unwearied in that service : rather say With warmer love - oh ! with far deeper zeal Of holier love . Nor wilt thou then forget , That after many wanderings ...
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... stood That overlooked the moor ; And thence they saw the bridge of wood , A furlong from their door . They wept - and , turning homeward , cried , ' In heaven we all shall meet ! ' -When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's ...
... stood That overlooked the moor ; And thence they saw the bridge of wood , A furlong from their door . They wept - and , turning homeward , cried , ' In heaven we all shall meet ! ' -When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's ...
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... stood Mute - looking at the grave in which he lies ! ( 1799. ) INFLUENCE OF NATURAL OBJECTS IN CALLING FORTH AND STRENGTHENING THE IMAGINATION IN BOYHOOD AND EARLY YOUTH . [ Prelude I. ] Wisdom and Spirit of the universe ! Thou Soul ...
... stood Mute - looking at the grave in which he lies ! ( 1799. ) INFLUENCE OF NATURAL OBJECTS IN CALLING FORTH AND STRENGTHENING THE IMAGINATION IN BOYHOOD AND EARLY YOUTH . [ Prelude I. ] Wisdom and Spirit of the universe ! Thou Soul ...
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Página 15 - To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime ; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and...
Página 453 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Página 447 - My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: "Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Página 450 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Página 451 - Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
Página 139 - I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet.
Página 371 - O thou Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With living hues and odours plain and hill: Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere; Destroyer and Preserver; Hear, oh hear!
Página 442 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: — Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Página 135 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Página 449 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth...