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... wind , Hears Winter calling all his terrors round , And , blest within himself , he shrinks not from the sound . Through Nature's vale his homely pleasures glide , Unstained by envy , discontent , and pride ; The bound of all his vanity ...
... wind , Hears Winter calling all his terrors round , And , blest within himself , he shrinks not from the sound . Through Nature's vale his homely pleasures glide , Unstained by envy , discontent , and pride ; The bound of all his vanity ...
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... Winds rustling over plots of unripe grain , Or whistling thro ' thin grass along the unfur- rowed plain . cope V ... wind his head he oft hath bared ; A Sailor he , who many a wretched hour Hath told ; for , landing after labour hard ...
... Winds rustling over plots of unripe grain , Or whistling thro ' thin grass along the unfur- rowed plain . cope V ... wind his head he oft hath bared ; A Sailor he , who many a wretched hour Hath told ; for , landing after labour hard ...
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... wind a thick unwieldly flight . XIII . All , all was cheerless to the horizon's bound ; The weary eye - which ... Winds met in conflict , each by turns supreme ; And , from the perilous ground dislodged , through storm And rain he ...
... wind a thick unwieldly flight . XIII . All , all was cheerless to the horizon's bound ; The weary eye - which ... Winds met in conflict , each by turns supreme ; And , from the perilous ground dislodged , through storm And rain he ...
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... wind In fainter howlings told its rage was spent : Meanwhile discourse ensued of various kind , Which by degrees a confidence of mind And mutual interest failed not to create . And , to a natural sympathy resigned , In that forsaken ...
... wind In fainter howlings told its rage was spent : Meanwhile discourse ensued of various kind , Which by degrees a confidence of mind And mutual interest failed not to create . And , to a natural sympathy resigned , In that forsaken ...
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... wind and rain Beat hard upon my head - and yet I saw A glow - worm , through the covert of the furze , Shine calmly as if nothing ailed the sky : At which I half accused the God in Heaven.- You must forgive me . Osw . Ay , and if you ...
... wind and rain Beat hard upon my head - and yet I saw A glow - worm , through the covert of the furze , Shine calmly as if nothing ailed the sky : At which I half accused the God in Heaven.- You must forgive me . Osw . Ay , and if you ...
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Términos y frases comunes
art thou aught beauty behold beneath bird blest bowers breast breath breeze bright calm cheer child clouds creature dark dear deep delight doth dread earth fair faith Fancy fear feel flowers Friend gentle glory grace Grasmere grave green grove hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hill hope hour human Idon light live lonely look MARMADUKE meek mind morning mortal mountain Muse Nature Nature's never night nursling o'er pain passed peace Peter Bell pleasure praise pride rapture rill RIVER DUDDON rock round RYDAL MOUNT Rylstone shade side sigh sight silent SIMPLON PASS sleep smile smooth soft song sorrow soul sound spirit St Bees stars stood stream sublime sweet tears thee thine things thou thought towers trees truth Twas vale voice wandering wild wind woods words Yarrow youth
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Página 353 - As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief ; A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong. The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep ; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng; The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May...
Página 123 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me 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.
Página 123 - 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...
Página 354 - 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 'humorous stage...
Página 123 - Nor, perchance — If I should be where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service: rather say With warmer love — oh! with far deeper zeal Of holier love.
Página 453 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Página 354 - 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 60 - 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.
Página 60 - 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 too is the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed.
Página 541 - Ye winds that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.