The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen6

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Macmillan, 1896
 

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Página 7 - Seeking a higher object. Love was given, Encouraged, sanctioned, chiefly for that end ; For this the passion to excess was driven, That self might be annulled : her bondage prove The fetters of a dream opposed to love.
Página 263 - Still glides the stream, and shall for ever glide; The Form remains, the Function never dies; While we, the brave, the mighty, and the wise, We Men, who in our morn of youth defied The elements, must vanish; — be it so! Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour; And if, as toward the silent tomb we go, Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendent dower, We feel that we are greater than we know.
Página 39 - I see — but not by sight alone, Loved Yarrow, have I won thee ; A ray of fancy still survives — Her sunshine plays upon thee ! Thy ever-youthful waters keep A course of lively pleasure : And gladsome notes my lips can breathe, Accordant to the measure. The...
Página 6 - And while my youthful peers before my eyes (Each hero following his peculiar bent) Prepared themselves for glorious enterprise By martial sports, or, seated in the tent, Chieftains and kings in council were detained ; What time the fleet at Aulis lay enchained.
Página 73 - Surprised by joy— impatient as the wind I turned to share the transport— Oh! with whom But Thee, deep buried in the silent Tomb, That spot which no vicissitude can find? Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind— But how could I forget thee? —Through what power, Even for the least division of an hour, Have I been so beguiled as to be blind To my most grievous loss?
Página 294 - WHAT lovelier home could gentle Fancy choose ? Is this the stream, whose cities, heights, and plains, War's favourite playground, are with crimson stains Familiar, as the Morn with pearly dews?
Página 39 - The sober hills thus deck their brows To meet the wintry season. I see — but not by sight alone, Loved Yarrow, have I won thee ; A ray of fancy still survives, — Her sunshine plays upon thee. Thy...
Página 6 - The wished-for wind was given : — I then revolved The oracle, upon the silent sea ; And, if no worthier led the way, resolved That, of a thousand vessels, mine should be The foremost prow in pressing to the strand, — Mine the first blood that tinged the Trojan sand.
Página 5 - Yet further may relent : for mightier far Than strength of nerve and sinew, or the sway Of magic potent over sun and star, Is love, though oft to agony distrest, And though his favourite seat be feeble woman's breast. "But if thou goest, I follow...
Página 302 - Hear, sweet spirit, hear the spell, Lest a blacker charm compel! So shall the midnight breezes swell With thy deep long-lingering knell.

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