The Excursion: A Poem |
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... or sound Of minster clock ! From that bleak tenement He , many an evening , to
his distant home In solitude returning , saw the hills Grow larger in the darkness ;
all alone Beheld the stars come out above his head , And THE WANDERER .
... or sound Of minster clock ! From that bleak tenement He , many an evening , to
his distant home In solitude returning , saw the hills Grow larger in the darkness ;
all alone Beheld the stars come out above his head , And THE WANDERER .
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Thus informed , He had small need of books ; for many a tale Traditionary , round
the mountains hung , And many a legend , peopling the dark woods , Nourished
Imagination in her growth , And gave the Mind that apprehensive power By ...
Thus informed , He had small need of books ; for many a tale Traditionary , round
the mountains hung , And many a legend , peopling the dark woods , Nourished
Imagination in her growth , And gave the Mind that apprehensive power By ...
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Full often wished he that the winds might rage When they were silent : far more
fondly now Than in his earlier season did he love Tempestuous nights — the
conflict and the sounds That live in darkness . From his intellect And from the
stillness ...
Full often wished he that the winds might rage When they were silent : far more
fondly now Than in his earlier season did he love Tempestuous nights — the
conflict and the sounds That live in darkness . From his intellect And from the
stillness ...
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They who passed At evening , from behind the garden fence Might hear his busy
spade , which he would ply , After his daily work , until the light Had failed , and
every leaf and flower were lost In the dark hedges . So their days were spent In ...
They who passed At evening , from behind the garden fence Might hear his busy
spade , which he would ply , After his daily work , until the light Had failed , and
every leaf and flower were lost In the dark hedges . So their days were spent In ...
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Mount slowly , sun ! that we may journey long , By this dark hill protected from thy
beams ! Such is the summer pilgrim ' s frequent wish ; But quickly from among our
morning thoughts ' Twas chased away : for , toward the western side Of the ...
Mount slowly , sun ! that we may journey long , By this dark hill protected from thy
beams ! Such is the summer pilgrim ' s frequent wish ; But quickly from among our
morning thoughts ' Twas chased away : for , toward the western side Of the ...
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appeared beauty beneath BOOK breath bright ceased cheerful child close clouds course dark dead death deep delight desires earth face fair faith fear feel fields fixed flowers frame Friend gain give grace grave green hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour human kind land leave less light living lonely look lost memory mind mortal mountain moved nature never object once pains passed peace pleased pleasure poor praise pure reached reason rest returned rocks round seat seemed seen sense shade side sight silent Solitary sorrow soul sound speak spirit stand steps stood stream suffer tender things thoughts trees truth turned vale virtue voice walk Wanderer wild winds wish woods youth
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Página xiii - Beauty — a living Presence of the earth, Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth's materials — waits upon my steps ; Pitches her tents before me as I move, An hourly neighbour.
Página xiii - I arouse the sensual from their sleep Of death, and win the vacant and the vain To noble raptures; while my voice proclaims How exquisitely the individual mind (And the progressive powers perhaps no less Of the whole species) to the external world Is fitted; and how exquisitely too Theme this but little heard of among men The external world is fitted to the mind...
Página 102 - Turned inward, to examine of what stuff Time's fetters are composed ; and life was put To inquisition long and profitless! By pain of heart now checked — and now impelled — The intellectual power, through words and things, Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way...
Página 21 - She was a woman of a steady mind, Tender and deep in her excess of love, Not speaking much, pleased rather with the joy. Of her own thoughts : by some especial care Her temper had been framed, as if to make A being, who, by adding love to peace, Might live on earth a life of happiness.
Página 236 - Him who is a righteous Judge, — Why do not these prevail for human life, To keep two hearts together, that began Their springtime with one love, and that have need Of mutual pity and forgiveness sweet To grant, or be received; while that poor bird — O, come and hear him ! Thou who hast to me Been faithless, hear him ; —though a lowly creature. One of God's simple children that yet know not The Universal Parent, how he sings! As if he wished the firmament of heaven Should listen, and give back...
Página xiv - Brooding above the fierce confederate storm Of sorrow, barricadoed evermore Within the walls of cities — may these sounds Have their authentic comment; that even these Hearing, I be not downcast or forlorn ! — Descend, prophetic Spirit ! that inspir'st The human Soul of universal earth, Dreaming on things to come; and dost possess A metropolitan temple in the hearts Of mighty Poets ; upon me bestow 840 A gift of genuine insight...
Página 126 - Knowing the heart of man is set to be The centre of this world, about the which Those revolutions of disturbances Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate ; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress ; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is Man...
Página 317 - tis not impossible to sit In awful sovereignty ; a place of power, A throne, that may be likened unto his, Who, in some placid day of summer, looks Down from a mountain-top, — say one of those High peaks, that bound the vale where now we are.
Página 102 - Confusion infinite of heaven and earth, Dazzling the soul. Meanwhile, prophetic harps In every grove were ringing, ' War shall cease ; ' Did ye not hear that conquest is abjured ? ' Bring garlands, bring forth choicest flowers, to deck
Página 242 - So, through the cloud of death, her Spirit passed Into that pure and unknown world of love Where injury cannot come : — and here is laid The mortal Body by her Infant's side.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Excursion: A Poem |
| Autor | William Wordsworth |
| Editor | Edward Moxon, 1841 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Michigan |
| Digitalizado | 31 Mayo 2007 |
| Largo | 374 páginas |
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