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Side 35
... clouds Have power to shake me as they pass : I question things and do not find One that will answer to my mind ; And all the world appears unkind . Poetry like this is not to be produced volumin- ously CHILDHOOD AND EDUCATION 35.
... clouds Have power to shake me as they pass : I question things and do not find One that will answer to my mind ; And all the world appears unkind . Poetry like this is not to be produced volumin- ously CHILDHOOD AND EDUCATION 35.
Side 45
... to witness the Revolution , would he have kept the kernel of his faith ; or would he rather have been found , blinded by clouds of vanity * and sentiment , urging on the murderous fury of the THE FRENCH REVOLUTION 45.
... to witness the Revolution , would he have kept the kernel of his faith ; or would he rather have been found , blinded by clouds of vanity * and sentiment , urging on the murderous fury of the THE FRENCH REVOLUTION 45.
Side 67
... clouds were touched , And in their silent faces could he read Unutterable love . Sound needed none , Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle sensation , soul , and form , All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal ...
... clouds were touched , And in their silent faces could he read Unutterable love . Sound needed none , Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle sensation , soul , and form , All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal ...
Side 80
... clouds are driven And she is left alone in heaven ; Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away , A glittering ship , that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain . Such a description almost prepares us to regard the ...
... clouds are driven And she is left alone in heaven ; Or like a ship some gentle day In sunshine sailing far away , A glittering ship , that hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain . Such a description almost prepares us to regard the ...
Side 99
... clouds moving , so that the little knot of human beings seems the only stationary thing in nature . The restless joy of the poet , his fellow - feeling with the mighty activities of Nature , breaks out in a single remonstrance-- Oh ...
... clouds moving , so that the little knot of human beings seems the only stationary thing in nature . The restless joy of the poet , his fellow - feeling with the mighty activities of Nature , breaks out in a single remonstrance-- Oh ...
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Alfoxden Ancient Mariner Aristotle attempt beauty Biographia Literaria Book called child childhood clouds Coleridge cottage criticism dalesmen deep delight described dream earth elements emotions Enoch Arden eternal excitement Excursion experience expression faith fancy fear feeling felt French Revolution give Grasmere happiness hath heart heaven Idiot idle imagination impressed impulses influence intellect Joseph Cottle Kilve labour language light living look Lyrical Ballads memory mind mood moon moral mountain never objects ordered philosophy passages passion perhaps Peter Bell pleasure poems poet poet's poetic diction Prelude question reader recognised Revolution rock Rylstone says seemed seen sense September massacres sight silent society soul speak speech spirit spirit of wonder stanza stars strength strong suffering sympathy teach thee theory things thought Tintern Abbey tion truth verse vision White Doe wonder words Wordsworth Wordsworth's poetry worth youth
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Side 73 - ... that willing suspension of disbelief for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith.
Side 137 - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Side 166 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Side 131 - tis a dull and endless strife: Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your Teacher.
Side 107 - Ah! THEN, if mine had been the Painter's hand, To express what then I saw; and add the gleam, The light that never was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the Poet's dream; I would have planted thee, thou hoary Pile Amid a world how different from this!
Side 38 - ... the manner in which we associate ideas in a state of excitement.
Side 109 - tis surely blind. But welcome fortitude, and patient cheer, And frequent sights of what is to be borne ! Such sights, or worse, as are before me here. — Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.
Side 168 - Then did the little Maid reply, "Seven boys and girls are we; two of us in the church-yard lie, beneath the church-yard tree.
Side 105 - By sheddings from the pining umbrage tinged Perennially — beneath whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose, decked With unrejoicing berries — ghostly shapes May meet at noontide : Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight ; Death the Skeleton And Time the Shadow...
Side 87 - Poems was to choose incidents and situations from common life, and to relate or describe them, throughout, as far as was possible in a selection of language really used by men, and, at the same time, to throw over them a certain colouring of imagination, whereby ordinary things should be presented to the mind in an unusual aspect...