Poems of WordsworthMacmillan, 1882 - 331 páginas |
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... blessed consolations in distress , Of moral strength and intellectual power , Of joy in widest commonalty spread ' " then we have a poet intent on " the best and master We say , thing , " and who prosecutes his PREFACE . xvii.
... blessed consolations in distress , Of moral strength and intellectual power , Of joy in widest commonalty spread ' " then we have a poet intent on " the best and master We say , thing , " and who prosecutes his PREFACE . xvii.
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... blessed day for thee ! then whither wouldst thou roam ? A faithful Nurse thou hast ; the dam that did thee yean Upon the mountain tops no kinder could have been . " Thou knowest that twice a day I have brought thee in this can Fresh ...
... blessed day for thee ! then whither wouldst thou roam ? A faithful Nurse thou hast ; the dam that did thee yean Upon the mountain tops no kinder could have been . " Thou knowest that twice a day I have brought thee in this can Fresh ...
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... blessed Angels crowned the right . Loud voice the Land has uttered forth , We loudest in the faithful North : Our fields rejoice , our mountains ring , Our streams proclaim a welcoming ; Our strong - abodes and castles see The glory of ...
... blessed Angels crowned the right . Loud voice the Land has uttered forth , We loudest in the faithful North : Our fields rejoice , our mountains ring , Our streams proclaim a welcoming ; Our strong - abodes and castles see The glory of ...
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... bless you when you are among your kindred ! Ay - you may turn that way - it is a grave Which will bear looking at . These Boys - I hope LEONARD . They loved this good old Man ? PRIEST . They did — and truly : But that was what we almost ...
... bless you when you are among your kindred ! Ay - you may turn that way - it is a grave Which will bear looking at . These Boys - I hope LEONARD . They loved this good old Man ? PRIEST . They did — and truly : But that was what we almost ...
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... bless such piety— LEONARD . It may be then- PRIEST . Never did worthier lads break English bread ; The finest Sunday that the Autumn saw With all its mealy clusters of ripe nuts , Could never keep these boys away from church , Or tempt ...
... bless such piety— LEONARD . It may be then- PRIEST . Never did worthier lads break English bread ; The finest Sunday that the Autumn saw With all its mealy clusters of ripe nuts , Could never keep these boys away from church , Or tempt ...
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art thou beauty behold beneath birds blessed bower breath bright Busk calm cheerful Child clouds Clovenford Cottage dead dear delight dost doth dream earth Ennerdale fair fancy fear feel flowers Friend gentle glad glory Grasmere grave green grove happy hast hath hear heard heart Heaven heroic arts hills honoured Land hope hour human Kilve LEONARD live lofty lonely look Lycoris mighty mind morning mortal mountain Nature Nature's never o'er passed peace Pilewort pleasure poems poet poetry praise PRIEST rays Workman Rich groves rill rock round season seemed shade Shepherd sigh sight silent sing Skiddaw slaughtered Lord sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit stars Stream sweet tears thee There's thine things thou art thought Trajan trees truth Twill Vale venturous brother voice wander wind woods Wordsworth Wordsworthian Yarrow Ye Men youth
Pasajes populares
Página 224 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Página 206 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized...
Página 202 - 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 202 - As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong...
Página 188 - It is the generous spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his boyish thought : Whose high endeavours are an inward light That makes the path before him always bright : Who, with a natural instinct to discern What knowledge can perform, is diligent to learn ; Abides by this resolve, and stops not there, But makes his moral being his prime care ; Who, doomed to go in company with pain, And fear, and bloodshed, miserable train ! Turns his necessity...
Página 3 - She had a rustic, woodlai.d 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 may you be? " " How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Página 216 - The student's bower for gold, some fears unnamed I had, my Country ! — am I to be blamed ? But when I think of thee, and what thou art, Verily, in the bottom of my heart, Of those unfilial fears I am ashamed. For dearly must we prize thee ; we who find In thee a bulwark for the cause of men...
Página 200 - Stern Lawgiver ! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face...
Página 200 - The task, in smoother walks to stray; But thee I now would serve more strictly, if I may. Through no disturbance of my soul, Or strong compunction in me wrought, I supplicate for thy control; But in the quietness of thought : Me this unchartered freedom tires; I feel the weight of chance-desires: My hopes no more must change their name, I long for a repose that ever is the same.
Página 62 - Man, not all alive nor dead, Nor all asleep — in his extreme old age: His body was bent double, feet and head Coming together in life's pilgrimage; As if some dire constraint of pain, or rage Of sickness felt by him in times long past, A more than human weight upon his frame had cast.