Selections from WordsworthKegan Paul, Trench, & Company, 1888 - 309 oldal |
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... Prologue to Peter Bell 34 Lines written in Early Spring 36 To my Sister 36 Expostulation and Reply 39 The Tables Turned 40 Lines , composed a few Miles above Tintern Abbey 41 し 1799 . PAGE The Simplon Pass Influence of Natural Objects.
... Prologue to Peter Bell 34 Lines written in Early Spring 36 To my Sister 36 Expostulation and Reply 39 The Tables Turned 40 Lines , composed a few Miles above Tintern Abbey 41 し 1799 . PAGE The Simplon Pass Influence of Natural Objects.
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William Wordsworth, William Angus Knight. 1799 . PAGE The Simplon Pass Influence of Natural Objects 45 46 " There was a Boy " 48 Nutting 49 " Strange fits of passion have I known " " Three years she grew in sun and shower " 50 51 " She ...
William Wordsworth, William Angus Knight. 1799 . PAGE The Simplon Pass Influence of Natural Objects 45 46 " There was a Boy " 48 Nutting 49 " Strange fits of passion have I known " " Three years she grew in sun and shower " 50 51 " She ...
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... Pass of Kirkstone 213 214 216 218 1818 . Inscriptions supposed to be found in and near a Hermit's Cell 221 " Hast thou seen , with flash incessant " 223 Near the Spring of the Hermitage 223 Composed upon an Evening of Extraordinary ...
... Pass of Kirkstone 213 214 216 218 1818 . Inscriptions supposed to be found in and near a Hermit's Cell 221 " Hast thou seen , with flash incessant " 223 Near the Spring of the Hermitage 223 Composed upon an Evening of Extraordinary ...
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... , seen dimly as I pass , Is cropping audibly his later meal : A Dark is the ground ; a slumber seems to steal 1786 PAGE Extract from the Conclusion of a Poem, composed in Anticipation of leaving School I Written in very Early Youth I.
... , seen dimly as I pass , Is cropping audibly his later meal : A Dark is the ground ; a slumber seems to steal 1786 PAGE Extract from the Conclusion of a Poem, composed in Anticipation of leaving School I Written in very Early Youth I.
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... Pass by her door - ' tis seldom shut- And , if you see her in her hut , Then to the spot away ! - I never heard of such as dare Approach the spot when she is there . " Χ . " But wherefore to the mountain - top Can this unhappy Woman go ...
... Pass by her door - ' tis seldom shut- And , if you see her in her hut , Then to the spot away ! - I never heard of such as dare Approach the spot when she is there . " Χ . " But wherefore to the mountain - top Can this unhappy Woman go ...
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ample bay beauty behold beneath birds BLEAK SEASON bosom bower breath breeze bright calm cheer child clouds Composed Creature dear deep delight doth Duddon dwell earth fair Fancy fear feel flowers gazed gentle glad gleam glory glow-worm grace Grasmere grave green grove happy Hartley Coleridge hast hath Hawkshead heard heart heaven Helvellyn HENRY DOULTON hill hope hour J. S. Fletcher light live lofty lonely look Martha Ray meek mind morning mountain Nature's night o'er oh misery pass Peele Castle pensive pleasure poems Poet Published 1798 Published 1807 rill RIVER DUDDON rock round Rylstone shade Shepherd sight silent sing sleep smile smooth soft song sorrow soul spirit stars steep stream sweet tears thee thine things Thorn thou art thought trees vale voice wild William Wordsworth wind wings Wordsworth Yarrow Ye banded youth
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177. oldal - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. VII Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years
44. oldal - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, ' And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create *, And what perceive...
170. oldal - Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good: Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
37. oldal - LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.
116. oldal - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
52. oldal - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, ( A lovelier flower On earth was never sown: This child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. ' Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The girl, in rock and plain In earth and heaven, in glade and bower Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
8. oldal - Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side. " My stockings there I often knit, My kerchief there I hem; And there upon the ground I sit, And sing a song to them.
180. oldal - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
53. oldal - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
176. oldal - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone. The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat. Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream...