 | William Davidson (B.A.) - 1877 - 240 páginas
...stopped by three. 14. Other dogs of loyal cheer Bounded at the whistle clear, Up the woodside hieing. 15. The sun, above the mountain's head, A freshening lustre...fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. 16. I've never heard such music since, From every bending spray. 17. Thus with ten wounds The river... | |
 | Robert Aitkin Bertram - 1877 - 766 páginas
...us in our creed. Young. Up • up, my friend ! and quit your books, Or surely you'll grow double ; e Cut off from labour by the failing light ; Something remains for us to d One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages... | |
 | David Thomas - 1877 - 486 páginas
...the wondrous works of God." "Up 1 up, my friend I and quit your books, Or surely you'll grow double : Up ! up, my friend! and clear your looks. Why all this toil and trouble ? One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Thau all the... | |
 | L. J. Swingle - 1990 - 318 páginas
...while he lets "William" argue for casting books — and hence this very poem he is writing? — aside: "Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; / Or surely you'll grow double" (Tables, 1-2). The serious undercurrent beneath this play is hinted at in Wordsworth's employment of... | |
 | Nicholas V. Riasanovsky - 1995 - 128 páginas
...a Cloud" To quote Wordsworth: Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; Or surely you'll grow double: Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; Why all this toil and trouble? Through all the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books! 'tis a dull and... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1994 - 628 páginas
...EVENING SCENE ON THE SAME SUBJECT Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; Or surely you'll grow double: Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; Why all this toil and trouble? The sun, above the mountain's head, A freshening lustre mellow Through all the long green fields has... | |
 | George J. Leonard - 1995 - 269 páginas
...worth of art objects and mere real things. "Up! Up!" Wordsworth begins, echoing Matthew's words to him, Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books Or surely you'll grow double: Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; Why all this toil and trouble? The sun, above the mountain's... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 868 páginas
...on his Dactylics. 3. ['tAyurt.'-B. 1816.] 4. Lyrical Ballads, p. 4. - 'The Tables Turned.' Stanza 1. 'Up, up, my friend, and clear your looks; Why all...and trouble? Up, up, my friend, and quit your books, A moon-struck, silly lad, who lost his way, 250 And, like his bard, confounded night with day;' So... | |
 | Thomas Pfau - 1997 - 478 páginas
...obtrusive and overdetermined tone, indeed with a quotation of the preceding ballad's imperious exhortation: Up! Up! my friend, and clear your looks, Why all this...yellow. Books! 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come, hear the woodland linnet, Let Nature be your teacher. She has a world of ready wealth, Our minds and... | |
 | Nicholas Humphrey - 1999 - 244 páginas
...movement, was entirely scornful of those who would disparage the intimate enjoyment of the senses. Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; Why all this...and quit your books: Or surely you'll grow double: One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages... | |
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The sun above the mountain's head, A freshening lustre mellow, Through all the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books! 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music; on my life There's... 
