The Poems of William Wordsworth, Volumen1

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POEMS WRITTEN IN YOUTH I Extract from the Conclusion of a Poem composed in anticipation of leaving School II Written in very Early Youth
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An Evening Walk Addressed to a Young Lady
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Lines written while sailing in a Boat at Evening
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Remembrance of Collins composed upon the Thames near Richmond VI Descriptive Sketches taken during a Pedestrian Tour among the Alps
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Lines left upon a Seat in a Yewtree which stands near the lake of Esthwaite on a desolate part of the shore commanding a beautiful prospect
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Guilt and Sorrow or Incidents upon Salisbury Plain
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THE BORDERERS
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II To a Butterfly
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The Sparrows Nest IV Foresight
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Characteristics of a Child three years
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Address to a Child during a boisterous Winter Evening
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The Mothers Return
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VIII Alice Fell or Poverty
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Lucy Gray or Solitude
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We are Seven
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The Idle ShepherdBoys or DungeonGhyll Force
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Anecdote for Fathers
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Rural Architecture
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The PetLamb
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To H C six years
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POEMS FOUNDED ON THE AFFECTIONS
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Artegal and Elidure
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To
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The Affliction of Margaret
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The Childless Father
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POEMS OF THE FANCY
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The Contrast
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Stray Pleasures
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The Pilgrims Dream or the Star and the Glowworm
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The Poet and the Caged Turtledove
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A Wrens Nest
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Love lies Bleeding
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Companion to the Foregoing XXX Rural Illusions
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The Kitten and Falling Leaves
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The Waggoner
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POEMS OF THE IMAGINATION 1 There was a Boy
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To the Cuckoo
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A Nightpiece IV AireyForce Valley
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Yewtrees VI Nutting
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The Simplon Pass
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She was a Phantom of delight IX O Nightingale thou surely art X Three years she grew in sun and shower
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Página 349 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — ;both what they half create, And what perceive...
Página 350 - 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...
Página 348 - 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: While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 348 - Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild; these pastoral farms, Green to the very door; and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees! With some uncertain notice, as might seem Of vagrant dwellers in the houseless woods, Or of some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The hermit sits alone.
Página 347 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Página 125 - You run about, my little Maid, Your limbs they are alive; If two are in the church-yard laid, Then ye are only five." "Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little Maid replied, "Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side. "My stockings there I often knit, My kerchief there I hem; And there upon the ground I sit, And sing a song to them.
Página 349 - 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 313 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. 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 125 - And when the ground was white with snow And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.
Página lii - He laid us as we lay at birth On the cool flowery lap of earth, Smiles broke from us and we had ease; The hills were round us, and the breeze Went o'er the sun-lit fields again; Our foreheads felt the wind and rain. Our youth return'd; for there was shed On spirits that had long been dead, Spirits dried up and closely furl'd, The freshness of the early world.

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