Aesthetical and literaryMoxon, 1876 |
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... mountain - top - of admonitions and heart - stirring remembrances , like a refreshing breeze that comes without warning , or the taste of the waters of an unex- pected fountain . These , and similar suggestions , must have given ...
... mountain - top - of admonitions and heart - stirring remembrances , like a refreshing breeze that comes without warning , or the taste of the waters of an unex- pected fountain . These , and similar suggestions , must have given ...
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... mountains of Westmoreland . There is nothing in the detail of the poem which is not either founded upon the epitaph ... mountain valley was to him Soundless with all its streams . The bird of dawn Did never rouse this Cottager from sleep ...
... mountains of Westmoreland . There is nothing in the detail of the poem which is not either founded upon the epitaph ... mountain valley was to him Soundless with all its streams . The bird of dawn Did never rouse this Cottager from sleep ...
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... mountain side Ascended with his staff and faithful dog ; The plough he guided and the scythe he swayed , And the ripe corn before his sickle fell Among the jocund reapers . For himself , All watchful and industrious as he was , He ...
... mountain side Ascended with his staff and faithful dog ; The plough he guided and the scythe he swayed , And the ripe corn before his sickle fell Among the jocund reapers . For himself , All watchful and industrious as he was , He ...
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... mountains seem to nod their drowsy head . The little Birds in dreams their songs repeat , And sleeping Flowers beneath the Night - dew sweat : Even Lust and Envy sleep ; yet Love denies Rest to my soul , and slumber to my eyes ...
... mountains seem to nod their drowsy head . The little Birds in dreams their songs repeat , And sleeping Flowers beneath the Night - dew sweat : Even Lust and Envy sleep ; yet Love denies Rest to my soul , and slumber to my eyes ...
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... mountainous country , from my very childhood I have felt the falsehood that pervades the volumes imposed upon the world under the name of Ossian . From what I saw with my own eyes , I knew that the imagery was spurious . In Nature ...
... mountainous country , from my very childhood I have felt the falsehood that pervades the volumes imposed upon the world under the name of Ossian . From what I saw with my own eyes , I knew that the imagery was spurious . In Nature ...
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admiration affections Alps Ambleside ancient appearance beauty Borrowdale Buttermere character clouds Coleorton Coleridge colour composition cottages DEAR SIR GEORGE degree delight epitaph especially expression fancy feelings genius Grasmere Hawkshead heart Helvellyn hill human imagination instance interesting island Kendal Keswick kind Kirkby Lonsdale labour Lady Beaumont Lake language less letter living look Loughrigg Fell manner metre miles mind monument moun mountains Nature objects observed Paradise Lost passed passion Patterdale Penrith persons pleased pleasure poem Poet poetic poetry Pooley Bridge present produced prose Reader reason regret road Robert Burns rocks Rydal Rydal Mount scene seen sense Shakspeare side Skiddaw sonnet speak spirit stone stream sublimity taste things thought tion traveller trees truth Ullswater Ulverston Vale valley verse Verse-quotation whole WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Windermere winds wish woods words WORDSWORTH writing
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Página 81 - Humble and rustic life was generally chosen because in that condition the essential passions of the heart find a better soil in which they can attain their maturity, are less under restraint, and speak a plainer and more emphatic language ; because in that condition of life our elementary feelings co-exist in a state of greater simplicity, and, consequently, may be more accurately contemplated and more forcibly communicated...
Página 138 - 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...
Página 160 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 82 - Poems to which any value can be attached were never produced on any variety of subjects but by a man who, being possessed of more than usual organic sensibility, had also thought long and deeply.
Página 7 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Página 147 - I, long before the blissful hour arrives, Would chant, in lonely peace, the spousal verse Of this great consummation — and, by words Which speak of nothing more than what we are, Would I arouse the sensual from their sleep Of Death, and win the vacant and the vain To noble raptures...
Página 136 - As when far off at sea a fleet descried Hangs in the clouds, by equinoctial winds Close sailing from Bengala, or the isles Of Ternate and Tidore, whence merchants bring Their spicy drugs ; they, on the trading flood, Through the wide Ethiopian to the cape, Ply stemming nightly toward the pole : so seemed Far off the flying fiend.
Página 85 - And in my breast the imperfect joys expire. Yet morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men ; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear ; To warm their little loves the birds complain : I fruitless mourn to him that cannot hear, And weep the more, because I weep in vain.
Página 243 - 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 41 - Their name, their years, spelt by th' unletter'd muse, The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who to dumb Forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day.