The Poetical Works of William WordsworthG. Routledge & Company, 1858 - 496 páginas |
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... rocks " " Where lies the land to which yon ship must go " Even as a dragon's eye that feels the stress " " Mark the concentrated hazels that inclose " " Dark , and more dark , the shades of evening fell " These words were utter'd in a ...
... rocks " " Where lies the land to which yon ship must go " Even as a dragon's eye that feels the stress " " Mark the concentrated hazels that inclose " " Dark , and more dark , the shades of evening fell " These words were utter'd in a ...
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... rock , Then whistle as shrill as the buzzard cock ; -Yet seek him - and what shall you find in the place ? Nothing but silence and empty space , Save , in a corner , a heap of dry leaves , That he's left for a bed for beggars or thieves ...
... rock , Then whistle as shrill as the buzzard cock ; -Yet seek him - and what shall you find in the place ? Nothing but silence and empty space , Save , in a corner , a heap of dry leaves , That he's left for a bed for beggars or thieves ...
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... rock , upon the grass , Two boys are sitting in the sun ; It seems they have no work to do , Or that their work is ... rocks , All newly born ! both earth and sky Keep jubilee ; and more than all , Those boys with their green coronal ...
... rock , upon the grass , Two boys are sitting in the sun ; It seems they have no work to do , Or that their work is ... rocks , All newly born ! both earth and sky Keep jubilee ; and more than all , Those boys with their green coronal ...
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... rocks above Sent forth a cry forlorn , The lamb , still swimming round and round Made answer to that plaintive sound . VIII . When he had learnt what thing it was , That sent this rueful cry , I ween , The boy recover'd heart , and told ...
... rocks above Sent forth a cry forlorn , The lamb , still swimming round and round Made answer to that plaintive sound . VIII . When he had learnt what thing it was , That sent this rueful cry , I ween , The boy recover'd heart , and told ...
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... rocks ; And to the shepherds with their flocks Bring tales of distant lands . And of those tales , whate'er they were , The Blind Boy always had his share ; ' Whether of mighty towns , or vales With warmer suns and softer gales , Or ...
... rocks ; And to the shepherds with their flocks Bring tales of distant lands . And of those tales , whate'er they were , The Blind Boy always had his share ; ' Whether of mighty towns , or vales With warmer suns and softer gales , Or ...
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Página 268 - 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 160 - These beauteous forms, 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 8 - A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Página 56 - 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. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Página 266 - 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 passed away a glory from the earth.
Página 119 - Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise Has carried far into his heart the voice Of mountain torrents ; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven, received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
Página 160 - Of aspect more sublime : that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world. Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood. In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul...
Página 120 - To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.
Página 131 - Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Página 160 - The picture of the mind revives again: While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years.