The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen1Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown and Green, 1827 |
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... mind by a still - strengthening attachment . Wishing and hoping that this Work , with the embellishments it has received from your Pencil , * may survive as a last- ing memorial of a friendship , which I reckon among the blessings of my ...
... mind by a still - strengthening attachment . Wishing and hoping that this Work , with the embellishments it has received from your Pencil , * may survive as a last- ing memorial of a friendship , which I reckon among the blessings of my ...
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... mind of the Describer : whether the things depicted be actually present to the senses , or have a place only in the me- mory . This power , though indispensable to a Poet , is one which he employs only in submis- sion to necessity , and ...
... mind of the Describer : whether the things depicted be actually present to the senses , or have a place only in the me- mory . This power , though indispensable to a Poet , is one which he employs only in submis- sion to necessity , and ...
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... mind . ( The distinction between poetic and human sensibility has been marked in the character of the Poet delineated in the original preface , before - mentioned . ) 3dly , Reflection , - which makes the Poet acquainted with the value ...
... mind . ( The distinction between poetic and human sensibility has been marked in the character of the Poet delineated in the original preface , before - mentioned . ) 3dly , Reflection , - which makes the Poet acquainted with the value ...
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... mind predominant in the production of them ; or to the mould in which they are cast ; or , lastly , to the subjects to which they relate . From each of these considerations , the following Poems have been divided PREFACE . XV.
... mind predominant in the production of them ; or to the mould in which they are cast ; or , lastly , to the subjects to which they relate . From each of these considerations , the following Poems have been divided PREFACE . XV.
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... mind . Nevertheless , I should have preferred to scatter the contents of these volumes at random , if I had been persuaded that , by the plan adopted , any thing material would be taken from the natural effect of the pieces ...
... mind . Nevertheless , I should have preferred to scatter the contents of these volumes at random , if I had been persuaded that , by the plan adopted , any thing material would be taken from the natural effect of the pieces ...
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Alps art thou Babe beneath Benjamin Betty Betty Foy Bird bowers breast breath bright brook Brother CHARLES LAMB cheerful Child church-yard cliffs clouds cottage crag dear delight door dreadful Ennerdale eyes Fancy Father fear flowers Friend gale gleam glittering gone Grasmere grave green grief happy hath head hear heard heart Heaven hills hope horse hour Idiot Boy images Imagination Johnny Kilve Lamb LEONARD light lived LONGEST DAY look Luke lyre mind Moon morning Mother mountain never night o'er pain Paradise Lost pleasure Poems Poet poor porringer PRIEST rill rocks round RYDAL MOUNT shade Shepherd side sight silent sleep smiles snow song soul sound spirit star steep summer Susan sweet tears tell thee There's thine things thou art thought trees Twas Twill vale voice Waggon waterfall ween wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wood Youth
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Página 168 - 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 xxviii - 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 15 - Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray : And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day The solitary child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door! You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green ; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. ' To-night will be a stormy night — You to the town must go ; And take a lantern, Child, to light Your mother through the snow.
Página 3 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Página 248 - Therefore, although it be a history Homely and rude, I will relate the same For the delight of a few natural hearts ; And, with yet fonder feeling, for the sake Of youthful Poets, who among these hills Will be my second self when I am gone.
Página 42 - When we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Came sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Have I, reclining back upon my heels, Stopped short; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me — even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round ! Behind me did they stretch in solemn train, Feebler and feebler, and I stood and watched Till all was tranquil as a dreamless sleep.
Página 255 - With others round them, earnest all and blithe, Would Michael exercise his heart with looks Of fond correction and reproof bestowed Upon the Child, if he disturbed the sheep By catching at their legs, or with his shouts Scared them, while they lay still beneath the shears.
Página 17 - ... wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At daybreak on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door. They wept — and, turning homeward, cried, "In Heaven we all shall meet!
Página 198 - Alas ! the fowls of heaven have wings, And blasts of heaven will aid their flight ; They mount — how short a voyage brings The wanderers back to their delight ! Chains tie us down by land and sea ; And wishes, vain as mine, may be All that is left to comfort thee.
Página 268 - He at the building of this Sheepfold wrought, And left the work unfinished when he died. Three years, or little more, did Isabel Survive her Husband: at her death the estate Was sold, and went into a stranger's hand. The Cottage which was named the EVENING STAR...