Lyrical Ballads 1798Simon and Schuster, 2013. jan. 24. - 92 oldal Lyrical Ballads, with a Few Other Poems is a collection of poems by William Wordsworth and Samuel Taylor Coleridge, first published in 1798 and generally considered to have marked the beginning of the English Romantic movement in literature. The immediate effect on critics was modest, but it became and remains a landmark, changing the course of English literature and poetry. |
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... Mist and Snow, And it grew wond'rous cauld: And Ice masthigh came floating by As green as Emerauld. And thro' the drifts the snowy clifts Did send a dismal sheen; Ne shapes of men ne beasts we ken— The Ice was all between. The Ice was ...
... Mist and Snow, And it grew wond'rous cauld: And Ice masthigh came floating by As green as Emerauld. And thro' the drifts the snowy clifts Did send a dismal sheen; Ne shapes of men ne beasts we ken— The Ice was all between. The Ice was ...
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... mist or cloud on mast or shroud It perch'd for vespers nine, Whiles all the night thro' fogsmoke white Glimmer'd the white moonshine. “God save thee, ancyent Marinere! “From the fiends that plague thee thus— “Why look'st thou so?”—with ...
... mist or cloud on mast or shroud It perch'd for vespers nine, Whiles all the night thro' fogsmoke white Glimmer'd the white moonshine. “God save thee, ancyent Marinere! “From the fiends that plague thee thus— “Why look'st thou so?”—with ...
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... mist. 'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay That bring the fog and mist. The breezes blew, the white foam flew, The furrow follow'd free: We were the first that ever burst Into that silent Sea. Down dropt the breeze, the Sails ...
... mist. 'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay That bring the fog and mist. The breezes blew, the white foam flew, The furrow follow'd free: We were the first that ever burst Into that silent Sea. Down dropt the breeze, the Sails ...
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... Mist and Snow. And every tongue thro' utter drouth Was wither'd at the root; We could not speak no more than if We ... mist: It mov'd and mov'd, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! And still it ner ...
... Mist and Snow. And every tongue thro' utter drouth Was wither'd at the root; We could not speak no more than if We ... mist: It mov'd and mov'd, and took at last A certain shape, I wist. A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! And still it ner ...
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Tartalomjegyzék
The Fostermothers Tale a Dramatic Fragment | |
The Female Vagrant | |
Lines Written at a Small Distance from My House and Sent by | |
Lines Written in Early Spring | |
The Last of the Flock | |
Lines written near Richmond upon the Thames at Evening | |
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
Lyrical Ballads: William Wordsworth and Samuel Taylor Coleridge R. L. Brett,A. R. Jones Korlátozott előnézet - 2002 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Albatross Ancyent Marinere babe behold Beneath Betty Foy Betty’s birds black lips body breath breeze bright chatter child churchyard dead dear Doctor door doth dreadful fair father fear FOSTERMOTHER Goody Blake green happy Harry Gill hath head hear heard heart heaven Hermit high crag hill of moss idiot boy Johnny Johnny’s Kilve land of mist limbs Liswyn farm live look look’d maid Martha Ray mind mist moon moonlight mother mountain mov’d nature’s never night o’er oh misery owlets pain pass’d pleasure pond pony pony’s poor old poor Susan porringer pray Quoth round sails she’s Ship silent Simon Lee soul spirit stars Stephen Hill stood strange sweet tale tears tell thee There’s things thorn thou thought thro Tintern Abbey tree turn’d Twas voice weddingguest what’s wherefore wild wind woman wood Young Harry