The Complete Poetical Works of William WordsworthHoughton, Mifflin & Company, 1904 - 937 sider |
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... sweet , " Yon isle conceals their home , their hut - like bower ; Green water - rushes overspread the floor ; Long grass and willows form the woven wall , And swings above the roof the poplar tall . Thence issuing often with unwieldy ...
... sweet , " Yon isle conceals their home , their hut - like bower ; Green water - rushes overspread the floor ; Long grass and willows form the woven wall , And swings above the roof the poplar tall . Thence issuing often with unwieldy ...
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... sweet tears flow As if thenceforth nor pain nor trouble she could know . VIII Vain hope ! for fraud took all that he had earned . The lion roars and gluts his tawny brood Even in the desert's heart ; but he , re- turned , Bears not to ...
... sweet tears flow As if thenceforth nor pain nor trouble she could know . VIII Vain hope ! for fraud took all that he had earned . The lion roars and gluts his tawny brood Even in the desert's heart ; but he , re- turned , Bears not to ...
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... sweet music made ! Till then , he hoped his bones might there be laid Close by my mother in their native bow- ers : 240 Bidding me trust in God , he stood and prayed ; -- I could not pray : in showers through tears that fell Glimmered ...
... sweet music made ! Till then , he hoped his bones might there be laid Close by my mother in their native bow- ers : 240 Bidding me trust in God , he stood and prayed ; -- I could not pray : in showers through tears that fell Glimmered ...
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... sweet little ones partook my bed ; Hope cheered my dreams , and to my daily prayers Our heavenly Father granted each day's bread ; Till one was found by stroke of violence dead , Whose body near our cottage chanced to lie ; 600 A dire ...
... sweet little ones partook my bed ; Hope cheered my dreams , and to my daily prayers Our heavenly Father granted each day's bread ; Till one was found by stroke of violence dead , Whose body near our cottage chanced to lie ; 600 A dire ...
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... Sweet heave I told him Such tales of your dead Father ! God my judge , I thought there was no harm : but that Man , He bribed me with his gold , and looked fierce . Mercy ! I said I know not what me - - oh I said , sweet Lady , you were ...
... Sweet heave I told him Such tales of your dead Father ! God my judge , I thought there was no harm : but that Man , He bribed me with his gold , and looked fierce . Mercy ! I said I know not what me - - oh I said , sweet Lady , you were ...
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Alfoxden Ambleside beauty behold beneath Betty Foy bird blest bowers breast breath bright calm cheer child clouds Cockermouth Coleorton Coleridge cottage creature Cuckoo dark dear deep delight doth earth fair faith fancy fear feel flowers Friend gentle grace Grasmere grave green grove hand happy hath Hawkshead hear heard heart heaven Helvellyn hills hope hour human Idon light live lonely look Marmaduke mind morning mountain Muse Nature Nature's never night o'er pain passed peace Peter Bell pleasure poem praise Quantock Hills rapture rill rock round Rydal Rydal Mount Rylstone shade side sight silent sleep smile smooth soft song Sonnet sorrow soul sound spirit stars stood stream sweet tears thee things thou thought trees truth vale verse voice walk Wanderer wild wind woods words Yarrow youth
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Side 316 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, Are fresh and strong.
Side 87 - But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing, even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
Side 280 - Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This city now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare Ships, towers, domes, theatres. and temples lie Open unto the fields and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And...
Side 351 - Shaped by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this hath now his heart. And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife ; But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part ; Filling from time to time his
Side 350 - 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 past away a glory from the earth.
Side 87 - Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild: these pastoral farms, Green to the very door ; and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees ! With some uncertain notice, as might seem Of vagrant dwellers in the houseless woods, 20 Or of some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone.
Side 307 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears and smiles.
Side 352 - We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Side 351 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Side 337 - Whose powers shed round him in the common strife, Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a Lover; and attired With sudden brightness, like a Man inspired...