Lyrical Ballads,: With Pastoral and Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Número 356,Volumen 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, By R. Taylor and Company, 1805 - 248 páginas |
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Página xxxix
... dear and genuine inmate of the household of man . - It is not , then , to be supposed that any one , who holds that sublime notion of Poetry , which I have attempted to convey , will break in upon the sanctity and truth of his pictures ...
... dear and genuine inmate of the household of man . - It is not , then , to be supposed that any one , who holds that sublime notion of Poetry , which I have attempted to convey , will break in upon the sanctity and truth of his pictures ...
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... dear , For they come far by wind and tide . By the same fire to boil their pottage , Two poor old Dames , as I have known , Will often live in one small cottage ; But she , poor Woman ! dwelt alone . ' Twas well enough when summer came ...
... dear , For they come far by wind and tide . By the same fire to boil their pottage , Two poor old Dames , as I have known , Will often live in one small cottage ; But she , poor Woman ! dwelt alone . ' Twas well enough when summer came ...
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... dear as my own Children be ; For daily with my growing store " I loved my Children more and more . Alas ! it was an evil time ; God cursed me in my sore distress ; I prayed , yet every day I thought I loved my Children less ; And every ...
... dear as my own Children be ; For daily with my growing store " I loved my Children more and more . Alas ! it was an evil time ; God cursed me in my sore distress ; I prayed , yet every day I thought I loved my Children less ; And every ...
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... on the mountain high , By day , and in the silent night , When all the stars shone clear and bright , That I have heard her cry , " Oh misery ! oh misery ! Oh woe is me ! oh misery ! " WE ARE SEVEN . A simple child , dear brother 50.
... on the mountain high , By day , and in the silent night , When all the stars shone clear and bright , That I have heard her cry , " Oh misery ! oh misery ! Oh woe is me ! oh misery ! " WE ARE SEVEN . A simple child , dear brother 50.
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... dear brother Jim , That lightly draws its breath , And feels its life in every limb , What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old , she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered ...
... dear brother Jim , That lightly draws its breath , And feels its life in every limb , What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old , she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered ...
Términos y frases comunes
Albatross Babe Beneath Betty Foy Betty's birds black lips breath breeze chatter cold composition dead dear endeavoured excitement fair fear feelings Friend Goody Blake green happy Harry Gill hath head hear heard heart high crag Hill of moss hope Idiot Boy idle Johnny Johnny's Kilve land of mist language limbs Liswyn farm live look Martha Ray metre metrical mind mist moon moonlight mountain nature never night numbers o'er objects oh misery old Susan Gale Owlets pain passion pleasure Poems Poet Poet's poetic diction Poetry Pond Pony poor old poor Susan porringer pray produced prose Quoth Reader round sails senses fail Ship silent Simon Lee song soul spirit Stephen Hill stood sweet tale tears tell thee There's things Thorn thou thought tion truth Twas verse voice wedding-guest wherefore wild wind wood words Young Harry
Pasajes populares
Página 147 - 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.
Página 154 - 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.
Página 198 - 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.
Página 171 - 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.
Página 168 - 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...
Página 179 - 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!
Página 170 - 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.
Página 171 - 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.
Página xv - 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...
Página 54 - 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.