William Wordsworth and Annette Vallon

Forsideomslag
J. M. Dent & Sons Limited, 1922 - 146 sider

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Side 63 - Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. "The stars of midnight shall be dear To her ; and she shall lean her car In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Side 63 - I TRAVELLED among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea ; Nor. England ! did I know till then What love I bore to thee. 'Tis past, that melancholy dream ! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time ; for still I seem To love thee more and more. Among thy mountains did I feel The joy of my desire ; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire. Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed, The bowers where Lucy played ; And thine is too the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed.
Side 17 - Life turned the meanest of her implements, Before his eyes, to price above all gold ; The house she dwelt in was a sainted shrine ; Her chamber-window did surpass in glory The portals of the dawn ; all Paradise Could, by the simple opening of a door, Let itself in upon him...
Side 60 - Thy Father cares not for my breast, 'Tis thine, sweet Baby, there to rest : 'Tis all thine own ! — and, if its hue Be changed, that was so fair to view, 'Tis fair enough for thee, my dove ! My beauty, little Child, is flown ; But thou wilt live with me in love, And what if my poor cheek be brown ? 'Tis well for me, thou canst not see How pale and wan it else would be.
Side 63 - The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. " The Stars of midnight shall be dear To her ; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where Rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty bom of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Side 6 - Farewell! those forms that, in thy noon-tide shade, Rest, near their little plots of wheaten glade; Those steadfast eyes, that beating breasts inspire To throw the "sultry ray" of young Desire; Those lips, whose tides of fragrance come, and go, Accordant to the cheek's unquiet glow; Those shadowy breasts in love's soft light array'd, And rising, by the moon of passion sway'd.
Side 93 - Heed not tho' none should call thee fair: So, Mary, let it be If naught in loveliness compare With what thou art to me. True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Whose veil is unremoved Till heart with heart in concord beats, And the lover is beloved.
Side 95 - Rydale, and she and her Mother are extremely anxious that I should be present at the wedding, and for that purpose pressed me very much to go in October. This, unless such good fortune had attended us as being taken under your and your Husband's protection, we could not think of at this season, and therefore I wish that the marriage should be deferred till next spring or summer, because I desire exceedingly to see the poor Girl before she takes another protector than her mother, under whom I believe...
Side 95 - Girl before she takes another protection than her Mother, under whom I believe she has been bred up in perfect purity and innocence, and to whom she is life and light and perpetual pleasure ; though from the over-generous dispositions of the Mother they have had to struggle through many difficulties. Well, I began to say that I particularly wished that you could have seen them at this time as through you I should have been able to enter into some explanations, which, imperfectly as I express myself...
Side xiii - The wind, the tempest roaring high, The tumult of a tropic sky, Might well be dangerous food For him, a Youth to whom was given So much of earth — so much of Heaven, And such impetuous blood.

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