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" 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. She lived unknown,... "
Crown Jewels: Or Gems of Literature, Art and Music ; Being Choice Selections ... - 79. oldal
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The modern reader and speaker

David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 oldal
...and quiet scene — the memory of what has been, and never more will be!* * * * * * * She dwelt among untrodden ways beside the springs of Dove ; a maid...she is in her grave — and oh, the difference to me ! XCVI1I.— SADL.— Byron. THOU whose spell can raise the dead, bid the Prophet's form appear. —...

Essays Biographical and Critical: Chiefly on English Poets

David Masson - 1856 - 494 oldal
...dwelt amoug the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise, Aud very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half...she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me !" Miscellaneous Poems. " Then up I rose, And dragged to earth both branch aud bough, with crash And...

The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life

1856 - 482 oldal
...Beside the springs of Dove ; A maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love : A Tiolet by a mossy stone, Half hidden from the eye ! Fair...her grave, and oh ! The difference to me ! WILLIAM WOEDSWOETH, 1770-1850. THE BALADE OF THE SHEPHARDE. AR OF HHEFHABDU." I know that God hath formed me,...

English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution ...

English poetry - 1857 - 334 oldal
...This heath, this calm and quiet scene ; The memory of what has been, And never more will be. m. SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me ! IV. THE world is too much with us ; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers...

The Earlier Poems of William Wordsworth: Corrected as in the Latest Editions ...

William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 oldal
...head, May no rude hand deface it, And its forlorn pit jattt ! SHE DWELT AMONG THE UNTRODDEN WAYS.* SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me ! t • Written at Goslar, 1799. t Thirty years ago, Mr. Wordsworth, speaking to the Editor of this...

The Beautiful in Nature, Art, and Life, 1. kötet

Andrew James Symington - 1857 - 374 oldal
..."Modern Style," in the "North British Keview" for February 1857. We are inclined to think the "She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference tome!" What rare concentration of simplicity and pathos ! We have here the tragedy of a heart told...

Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People, 2. kötet

Mary Russell Mitford - 1857 - 374 oldal
...one by the late, and one by the present Laureate, worthy to be printed on the same page. LUCY. She dwelt among the untrodden ways, Beside the springs...A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ; Pair as a star when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy...

The Standard Fifth Reader: (first-class Standard Reader) : for Public and ...

Epes Sargent - 1857 - 488 oldal
...maid whom there were no'be to praise, .and very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone, half hidden91 from the eye ! Fair as a star when only one is shining...when Lucy ceased to be But she is in her grave, and, 0, the difference to me ! XXXII. — ON COMPRESSION IN SPEECH AND WBITING. 1. TALK to the point, and...

Gleanings from the Poets for Home and School

1858 - 460 oldal
...And there lies gude Sir Patrick Spence, Wi' the Scots lords at his feet. LUCY. — Wordsworth. SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, O, The difference to me ! I travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea ; Nor, England ! did...

The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1858 - 550 oldal
...maid whom there were none to praiso, And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden irom the eye\ Fair as a star, when only one Is shining...she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me ! I TRAVELL'D among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea ; Nor, England ! did I know till then What...




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