The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Parte1Houghton, Mifflin & Company, 1904 - 937 páginas For other editions, see Author Catalog. |
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... Wanderer sigh , While roars the sullen Arve in anger by , That not for thy reward , unrivalled Vale ! Waves the ripe harvest in the autumnal gale ; That thou , the slaves of slaves , art doomed to pine And droop , while no Italian arts ...
... Wanderer sigh , While roars the sullen Arve in anger by , That not for thy reward , unrivalled Vale ! Waves the ripe harvest in the autumnal gale ; That thou , the slaves of slaves , art doomed to pine And droop , while no Italian arts ...
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... wanderer now my course I bend- -- Oh ! tell me whither for no earthly friend Have I. " She ceased , and weeping turned - away ; As if because her tale was at an end , She wept ; because she had no more to say Of that perpetual weight ...
... wanderer now my course I bend- -- Oh ! tell me whither for no earthly friend Have I. " She ceased , and weeping turned - away ; As if because her tale was at an end , She wept ; because she had no more to say Of that perpetual weight ...
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... Wanderers whose course no longer now agrees . She rose and bade farewell ! and , while her heart Struggled with tears nor could its sorrow ease , She left him there ; for , clustering round his knees , With his oak - staff the cottage ...
... Wanderers whose course no longer now agrees . She rose and bade farewell ! and , while her heart Struggled with tears nor could its sorrow ease , She left him there ; for , clustering round his knees , With his oak - staff the cottage ...
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... wanderer must I go , The Spectre of that innocent Man , my guide . No human ear shall ever hear me speak ; No human dwelling ever give me food , 330 Or sleep , or rest : but , over waste and wild , In search of nothing , that this earth ...
... wanderer must I go , The Spectre of that innocent Man , my guide . No human ear shall ever hear me speak ; No human dwelling ever give me food , 330 Or sleep , or rest : but , over waste and wild , In search of nothing , that this earth ...
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... wanderer thro ' the woods , How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now , with gleams of half - extin- guished thought , 60 With many recognitions dim and faint , And somewhat of a sad perplexity , The picture of the mind revives ...
... wanderer thro ' the woods , How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now , with gleams of half - extin- guished thought , 60 With many recognitions dim and faint , And somewhat of a sad perplexity , The picture of the mind revives ...
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Página 282 - Earth has not anything to show more fair : Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers,, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Página xxviii - 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 285 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart : Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou...
Página 352 - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
Página 309 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Página 283 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder— everlastingly. Dear Child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here, If thou appear untouched by solemn thought, Thy nature is not therefore less divine: Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year; And worshipp'st...
Página 91 - Of unremembered pleasure; such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered, acts Of kindness and of love. Nor less, I trust, To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime...
Página 354 - Two Voices are there ; one is of the Sea, One of the Mountains ; each a mighty Voice : In both from age to age Thou didst rejoice, They were thy chosen Music, Liberty ! There came a Tyrant, and with holy glee Thou fough'tst against Him ; but hast vainly striven , Thou from thy Alpine Holds at length art driven, Where not a torrent murmurs heard by thee. Of one deep bliss thine ear hath been bereft : Then cleave, O cleave to that which still is left ; For, high-souled...
Página 317 - STERN Daughter of the Voice of God ! O Duty ! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove ; Thou, who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe, From vain temptations dost set free, And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity!
Página 347 - I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.