The poetical works of William WordsworthE. Moxon, Son, 1882 |
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12. oldal
... green , he lay on the green turf In pensive idleness . What could he do , With blind endeavours , in that lonesome life , Thus thirsting daily ? Yet , still uppermost , Nature was at his heart as if he felt , Though yet he knew not how ...
... green , he lay on the green turf In pensive idleness . What could he do , With blind endeavours , in that lonesome life , Thus thirsting daily ? Yet , still uppermost , Nature was at his heart as if he felt , Though yet he knew not how ...
19. oldal
... green lane once more I saw These lofty elm trees . Long I did not rest , With many pleasant thoughts I cheered my way O'er the flat common . Having reached the door I knocked , and when I entered with the hope Of usual greeting ...
... green lane once more I saw These lofty elm trees . Long I did not rest , With many pleasant thoughts I cheered my way O'er the flat common . Having reached the door I knocked , and when I entered with the hope Of usual greeting ...
24. oldal
... green - grown thatch . And so she lived Through the long winter , reckless and alone ; Until her house by frost , and thaw , and rain , Was sapped ; and while she slept , the nightly damps Did chill her breast ; and in the stormy day ...
... green - grown thatch . And so she lived Through the long winter , reckless and alone ; Until her house by frost , and thaw , and rain , Was sapped ; and while she slept , the nightly damps Did chill her breast ; and in the stormy day ...
28. oldal
... green . -Beyond the limits of the shadow cast By the broad hill , glistened upon our sight That gay assemblage . Round them and above , Glitter , with dark recesses interposed , Casement , and cottage - roof , and stems of trees Half ...
... green . -Beyond the limits of the shadow cast By the broad hill , glistened upon our sight That gay assemblage . Round them and above , Glitter , with dark recesses interposed , Casement , and cottage - roof , and stems of trees Half ...
33. oldal
... green fields , A liquid pool that glittered in the sun , And one bare dwelling ; one abode , no more ! It seemed the home of poverty and toil , Though not of want : the little fields , made green By husbandry of many thrifty years ...
... green fields , A liquid pool that glittered in the sun , And one bare dwelling ; one abode , no more ! It seemed the home of poverty and toil , Though not of want : the little fields , made green By husbandry of many thrifty years ...
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beauty behold beneath Betty Foy blessed bower Brancepeth breath bright Brougham Castle calm cheer child clouds cottage creature dark dear deep delight doth Dr Johnson dwell earth Ennerdale fair fancy fear feel fields flowers gentle Grasmere grave green grove hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour human Kilve light live lofty lonely look Lord Clifford Martha Ray mind morning mountain nature Nature's never night o'er pain Paradise Lost passed peace pleasure poem Poet poor praise rill Rob Roy rocks round Rylstone seemed shade shepherd side sight silent sleep smile solitary solitude song sorrow soul sound spake spirit spot stars stone stood stream sweet tears thee things thought trees truth Twas Twill vale voice walk Wanderer wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind woods words Wordsworth Yarrow youth
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497. oldal - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
427. oldal - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration ; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity . The gentleness of heaven is on the sea : Listen ! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with His eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly.
470. oldal - Reaper. Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
470. oldal - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending; I...
497. oldal - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood...
431. oldal - This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
360. oldal - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition , sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn ; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
496. oldal - In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a master o'er a slave, A presence which is not to be put by...
421. 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 ; Thou who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe ; From vain temptations dost set free; And calmstthe weary strife of frail humanity!
494. oldal - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose ; The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The Sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.