The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: With a Memoir, 4. kötetLittle, Brown and Company, 1865 |
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alien storms beauty Bees beneath blest bold bowers Brancepeth breath bright brow Canute cheer Church clouds Creature crown dark dear divine doom doth dread DUNOLLY CASTLE earth fair faith Fancy fear feeling flowers friends gentle gleam glory grace grave green Greenock hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hill holy hope hour human Iona Isle JOAN OF KENT land light live look Lord meek mind morning mortal mountains Nature's night o'er old times Love peace pensive praise prayer repose rite river Derwent RIVER EDEN round Rushen Abbey Rylstone sacred shade shine sigh sight silent Simon rouse smile smooth soft Sonnet sorrow soul sound spirit spread STAFFA stand stars stood stream sweet tears thee thou thought tower Tower of refuge tree truth Ullswater vale voice wave Wicliffe wild wind wings words
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231. oldal - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
256. oldal - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares—- The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
4. oldal - It destroys likewise magnanimity, and the raising of human nature: for take an example of a dog, and mark what a generosity and courage he will put on, when he finds himself maintained by a man; who to him is instead of a God, or melior natura...
229. oldal - MOST sweet it is with unuplifted eyes To pace the ground, if path be there or none, While a fair region round the traveller lies Which he forbears again to look upon ; Pleased rather with some soft ideal scene, The work of Fancy, or some happy tone Of meditation, slipping in between The beauty coming and the beauty gone.
3. oldal - Action is transitory — a step, a blow, The motion of a muscle — this way or that — 'Tis done; and in the after-vacancy We wonder at ourselves like men betrayed: Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And has the nature of infinity.
266. oldal - STERN Daughter of the voice of God ! O Duty ! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove...
319. oldal - So fair, so sweet, withal so sensitive, Would that the little Flowers were born to live, Conscious of half the pleasure which they give ; That to this mountain-daisy's self were known The beauty of its star-shaped shadow, thrown On the smooth surface of this naked stone...
270. oldal - Who, if he rise to station of command, Rises by open means; and there will stand On honourable terms, or else retire, And in himself possess his own desire: Who comprehends his trust, and to the same, Keeps faithful with a singleness of aim ; And therefore does not stoop, nor lie in wait For wealth, or honours, or for worldly state ; Whom they must follow: on whose head must fall, Like showers of manna, if they come at all...
250. oldal - With rod and line I sued the sport Which that sweet season gave, 30 And, coming to the church, stopped short Beside my daughter's grave. ' Nine summers had she scarcely seen, The pride of all the vale ; And then she sang — she would have been A very nightingale. ' Six feet in earth my Emma lay ; And yet I loved her more — For so it seemed — than till that day I e'er had loved before.
240. oldal - And you must kindly take it : It is no tale ; but, should you think, Perhaps a tale you'll make it.