The Excursion: A PoemE. Moxon, 1847 - 374 páginas |
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... yield him no unworthy maintenance . Urged by his Mother , he essayed to teach A village - school - but wandering thoughts were then A misery to him ; and the Youth resigned A task he was unable to perform . That stern yet kindly Spirit ...
... yield him no unworthy maintenance . Urged by his Mother , he essayed to teach A village - school - but wandering thoughts were then A misery to him ; and the Youth resigned A task he was unable to perform . That stern yet kindly Spirit ...
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... yield to him Remembrances ; or from his tongue call forth Some way - beguiling tale . Nor less regard Accompanied those strains of apt discourse , Which nature's various objects might inspire ; And in the silence of his face I read His ...
... yield to him Remembrances ; or from his tongue call forth Some way - beguiling tale . Nor less regard Accompanied those strains of apt discourse , Which nature's various objects might inspire ; And in the silence of his face I read His ...
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... yield Prompt answer ; they proclaim the annual Wake , Which the bright season favours . - Tabor and pipe In purpose join to hasten or reprove The laggard Rustic , and repay with boons Of merriment a party - coloured knot , Already ...
... yield Prompt answer ; they proclaim the annual Wake , Which the bright season favours . - Tabor and pipe In purpose join to hasten or reprove The laggard Rustic , and repay with boons Of merriment a party - coloured knot , Already ...
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... yield Music of finer tone ; a harmony , So do I call it , though it be the hand Of silence , though there be no voice ; -the clouds . The mist , the shadows , light of golden suns , Motions of moonlight , all come thither — touch , And ...
... yield Music of finer tone ; a harmony , So do I call it , though it be the hand Of silence , though there be no voice ; -the clouds . The mist , the shadows , light of golden suns , Motions of moonlight , all come thither — touch , And ...
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... earth , Or heaven's blue vault , is suffered to put forth Of impulse or allurement , for the Soul To quit the beaten track of life , and soar Far as she finds a yielding element In past or future ; far as she can go 84 DESPONDENCY .
... earth , Or heaven's blue vault , is suffered to put forth Of impulse or allurement , for the Soul To quit the beaten track of life , and soar Far as she finds a yielding element In past or future ; far as she can go 84 DESPONDENCY .
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Términos y frases comunes
age to age aught BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER beauty behold beneath breath bright calm cheerful cloth clouds cottage course dark death delight discourse doth dwell earth EDWARD MOXON epitaph evermore exclaimed fair fair Isle faith fear feel fields flowers frame Friend GEORGIANA FULLERTON grace grave green grove hand happy hath heard heart heaven hills holy honoured hope hour human immortality JUSTIN MARTYR labour less living lofty lonely look mind morocco mortal mountain nature nature's o'er PARACELSUS passed Pastor peace pensive PHILIP VAN ARTEVELDE pity pleasure POEMS praise Price pure rest rocks round S. T. Coleridge sate seat shade side sight silent smile smooth Solitary solitude SORDELLO sorrow soul spake spirit stood stream sublime tender things thoughts trees truth turf turned vale virtue voice walk Wanderer whence wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH winds wish words youth
Pasajes populares
Página xiii - To noble raptures ; while my voice proclaims How exquisitely the individual Mind (And the progressive powers perhaps no less Of the whole species) to the external World Is fitted :— and how exquisitely, too — Theme this but little heard of among men — The external World is fitted to the Mind ; And the creation (by no lower name Can it be called) which they with blended might Accomplish : — this is our high argument.
Página 115 - One adequate support For the calamities of mortal life Exists — one only — an assured belief That the procession of our fate, howe'er Sad or disturbed, is ordered by a Being Of infinite benevolence and power, Whose everlasting purposes embrace All accidents, converting them to good.
Página 102 - Turned inward, to examine of what stuff Time's fetters are composed ; and life was put To inquisition long and profitless! By pain of heart now checked — and now impelled — The intellectual power, through words and things, Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way...
Página 70 - The appearance, instantaneously disclosed, Was of a mighty city — boldly say A wilderness of building, sinking far And self-withdrawn into a wondrous depth, Far sinking into splendor — without end ! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted ; here, serene pavilions bright, In avenues disposed ; there, towers begirt With...
Página 37 - My Friend ! enough to sorrow you have given, The purposes of wisdom ask no more ; Be wise and cheerful ; and no longer read The forms of things with an unworthy eye. She sleeps in the calm earth, and peace is here.
Página xii - Not Chaos, not The darkest pit of lowest Erebus, Nor aught of blinder vacancy, scooped out By help of dreams — can breed such fear and awe As fall upon us often when we look Into our Minds, into the Mind of Man — My haunt, and the main region of my song.
Página xvi - Where, on a small hereditary farm, An unproductive slip of rugged ground, His Parents, with their numerous offspring, dwelt ; A virtuous household, though exceeding poor...
Página 205 - Whose steps are equity, whose seat is law. — Hail to the State of England ! And conjoin With this a salutation as devout, Made to the spiritual Fabric of her Church ; Founded in truth ; by blood of Martyrdom Cemented; by the hands of Wisdom reared In beauty of Holiness, with ordered pomp, Decent, and unreproved.
Página 11 - All things, responsive to the writing, there Breathed immortality, revolving life, And greatness still revolving ; infinite : There littleness was not ; the least of things Seemed infinite ; and there his spirit shaped Her prospects, nor did he believe, — he saw.
Página 133 - How divine, The liberty, for frail, for mortal, man To roam at large among unpeopled glens And mountainous retirements, only trod By devious footsteps ; regions consecrate To oldest time ! and, reckless of the storm That keeps the raven quiet in h*er nest, Be as a presence or a motion — one Among the many there...