Selections from the poetical works of William Wordsworth, ed. with notes by H.H. Turner |
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... heard ; She sings regardless of her nest ; But in this lonesome nook the bird Did never build her nest . ( 1800. ) 5 IO 15 5 IO 15 No beast , no bird , hath here his home ; The bees , borne on the breezy air , Pass high above those ...
... heard ; She sings regardless of her nest ; But in this lonesome nook the bird Did never build her nest . ( 1800. ) 5 IO 15 5 IO 15 No beast , no bird , hath here his home ; The bees , borne on the breezy air , Pass high above those ...
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... heard , I hear thee and rejoice . O cuckoo ! shall I call thee bird , Or but a wandering voice ? While I am lying on the grass , Thy two - fold shout I hear , That seems to fill the whole air's space , As loud far off as near . Though ...
... heard , I hear thee and rejoice . O cuckoo ! shall I call thee bird , Or but a wandering voice ? While I am lying on the grass , Thy two - fold shout I hear , That seems to fill the whole air's space , As loud far off as near . Though ...
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... fleeced with moss beneath the shady trees , Lay round me , scattered like a flock of sheep- I heard the murmur and the murmuring sound , In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay Tribute to ease ; and , of its joy secure 14 WORDSWORTH .
... fleeced with moss beneath the shady trees , Lay round me , scattered like a flock of sheep- I heard the murmur and the murmuring sound , In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay Tribute to ease ; and , of its joy secure 14 WORDSWORTH .
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... heard In spring time from the cuckoo - bird , Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides . Will no one tell me what she sings ? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old , unhappy , far - off things , And battles long ...
... heard In spring time from the cuckoo - bird , Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides . Will no one tell me what she sings ? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old , unhappy , far - off things , And battles long ...
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... heard . " Thus fares it still in our decay , And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away 35 Than what it leaves behind . " The blackbird in the summer trees , The lark upon the hill , Let loose their carols when they ...
... heard . " Thus fares it still in our decay , And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away 35 Than what it leaves behind . " The blackbird in the summer trees , The lark upon the hill , Let loose their carols when they ...
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Acastus Arthur Holmes Assistant Master beauty behold bliss Borrowdale breath bright calm Cambridge cheerful clouds College colour cuckoo Danish boy dark death delight dost doth dream earth emphatic epithet expression fears feel Fellow flowers FRANCIS STORR fret gives gleams glory gods happy hath hear heart heaven hills human Iolcus John Henry Blunt Laodamia Later editions read Latin Lycidas Marlborough College meaning metaphor Milton mind mood mountain mourn murmur nature never o'er ODE TO DUTY Oxford pain passed passion Peele Castle pleasure poem poet poet's Protesilaus quiet Rugby School scene seems sense shade Shakespeare sight silence sing sleep solitary song sonnets soul sound spake spirit stanza stars sweet TENNYSON thee things thou thought Tintern trees Trinity College vale VENETIAN REPUBLIC Venetians Venice Vide Excursion voice woods word Wordsworth written youth ΙΟ
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Página 41 - 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!
Página 42 - The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Página 19 - Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : 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...
Página 38 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
Página 21 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is...
Página 28 - THE world is too much with us: late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.
Página 38 - THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Página 20 - An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur; other gifts Have followed; for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompense.
Página 18 - I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Página 51 - 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...