Poems by William Wordsworth: Including Lyrical Ballads, and the Miscellaneous Pieces of the Author, Bind 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme and Brown, 1815 |
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... hast forgot the day When my Father found thee first in places far away ; Many flocks were on the hills , but thou wert owned by none ; And thy mother from thy side for evermore was gone . " He took thee in his arms , and in pity brought ...
... hast forgot the day When my Father found thee first in places far away ; Many flocks were on the hills , but thou wert owned by none ; And thy mother from thy side for evermore was gone . " He took thee in his arms , and in pity brought ...
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... hast Thou to do with sorrow , Or the injuries of to - morrow ? Thou art a Dew - drop , which the morn brings forth , Not framed to undergo unkindly shocks ; Or to be trailed along the soiling earth ; A gem that glitters while it lives ...
... hast Thou to do with sorrow , Or the injuries of to - morrow ? Thou art a Dew - drop , which the morn brings forth , Not framed to undergo unkindly shocks ; Or to be trailed along the soiling earth ; A gem that glitters while it lives ...
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... which we have watched with tender heed , Bringing thee chosen plants and blossoms blown Among the distant mountains , flower and weed Which thou hast taken to thee as thy own , Making all kindness register'd and known ; Thou for our 118.
... which we have watched with tender heed , Bringing thee chosen plants and blossoms blown Among the distant mountains , flower and weed Which thou hast taken to thee as thy own , Making all kindness register'd and known ; Thou for our 118.
Side 119
... Hast taken gifts which thou dost little need . And O most constant , yet most fickle Place , That hast thy wayward moods , as thou dost shew To them who look not daily in thy face ; Who , being loved , in love no bounds dost know , And ...
... Hast taken gifts which thou dost little need . And O most constant , yet most fickle Place , That hast thy wayward moods , as thou dost shew To them who look not daily in thy face ; Who , being loved , in love no bounds dost know , And ...
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... upon a Desart thrown Inheritest the Lion's Den ; Or hast been summoned to the Deep , Thou , Thou and all thy mates , to keep An incommunicable sleep . 1 I look for Ghosts ; but none will force Their 167 -167 Even as a dragon's.
... upon a Desart thrown Inheritest the Lion's Den ; Or hast been summoned to the Deep , Thou , Thou and all thy mates , to keep An incommunicable sleep . 1 I look for Ghosts ; but none will force Their 167 -167 Even as a dragon's.
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Adam Bruce Babe bagpipes beneath Betty Foy Betty's Bird bower breath bright brook Brother cheerful Child church-yard cliffs cottage crag dead dear deep delight door dost dread dwell Ennerdale eyes face fair Father fear flowers follow the blind gone grave green happy happy day hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven hills hour Idiot Boy Johnny Johnny's Kilve Lamb LEONARD light limbs live look Maid mind Moon morning Mother mountain never night o'er old Susan pain pastoral pipes Poem Pony porringer PRIEST Protesilaus Quantock Hills rills rocks round seen senses fail shade Shepherd shore shout side sight silent sing smiles snow song soul sound steep Sugh summer Susan Gale sweet sweetest thing tears tell thee There's thine things thou art thought trees Twas vale voice waterfall ween wild wind woods Youth
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Side 310 - 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 way-lay.
Side 313 - 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.
Side 130 - 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.
Side xxvi - As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie Couched on the bald top of an eminence ; Wonder to all who do the same espy, By what means it could thither come, and whence; So that it seems a thing endued with sense : Like a sea-beast crawled forth, that on a shelf Of rock or sand reposeth, there to sun itself...
Side 44 - WISDOM and Spirit of the universe ! Thou Soul that art the eternity of thought, That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul ; Not with the mean and vulgar works of man, But with high objects, with enduring things — With life and nature — purifying thus The elements of feeling and of thought, And sanctifying, by such discipline, Both...
Side 23 - Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they ? I pray you tell/ She answered, " Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two arc gone to sea; " Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Side 24 - Then did the little maid reply, "Seven boys and girls are we; Two of us in the churchyard lie Beneath the churchyard tree.
Side 205 - The Shepherd, at such warning, of his flock Bethought him, and he to himself would say, "The winds are now devising work for me!" And, truly, at all times, the storm, that drives The traveller to a shelter, summoned him Up to the mountains: he had been alone Amid the heart of many thousand mists, That came to him, and left him, on the heights.
Side 24 - And when the ground was white with snow And I could run and slide. My brother John was forced to go. And he lies by her side.
Side 343 - The appropriate business of poetry, (which, nevertheless, if genuine, is as permanent as pure science,) her appropriate employment, her privilege and her duty, is to treat of things not as they are, but as they appear ; not as they exist in themselves, but as they seem to exist to the senses and to the passions.