The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Том 5Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1827 |
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... suffer With those whom he saw suffer . Hence it came That in our best experience he was rich , And in the wisdom of our daily life . For hence , minutely , in his various rounds , He had observed the progress and decay Of many minds ...
... suffer With those whom he saw suffer . Hence it came That in our best experience he was rich , And in the wisdom of our daily life . For hence , minutely , in his various rounds , He had observed the progress and decay Of many minds ...
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... suffering , hardly clothed In bodily form . But , without further bidding , I will proceed . - While thus it fared with them , To whom this Cottage , till those hapless years , Had been a blessed home , it was my chance To travel in a ...
... suffering , hardly clothed In bodily form . But , without further bidding , I will proceed . - While thus it fared with them , To whom this Cottage , till those hapless years , Had been a blessed home , it was my chance To travel in a ...
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... suffer'd to take root Along the window's edge , profusely grew , Blinding the lower panes . I turn'd aside , And stroll'd into her garden . It appear'd To lag behind the season , and had lost Its pride of neatness . Daisy - flow'rs and ...
... suffer'd to take root Along the window's edge , profusely grew , Blinding the lower panes . I turn'd aside , And stroll'd into her garden . It appear'd To lag behind the season , and had lost Its pride of neatness . Daisy - flow'rs and ...
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... suffer'd . Yes , it would have grieved Your very soul to see her : evermore Her eyelids droop'd , her eyes were downward cast ; And , when she at her table gave me food , Her voice was low , She did not look at me . Her body was subdued ...
... suffer'd . Yes , it would have grieved Your very soul to see her : evermore Her eyelids droop'd , her eyes were downward cast ; And , when she at her table gave me food , Her voice was low , She did not look at me . Her body was subdued ...
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... suffering in the public road , Sad contrast ! all too often smote his heart With unavailing pity . Rich in love And sweet humanity , he was , himself , To the degree that he desired , beloved . -Greetings and smiles we met with all day ...
... suffering in the public road , Sad contrast ! all too often smote his heart With unavailing pity . Rich in love And sweet humanity , he was , himself , To the degree that he desired , beloved . -Greetings and smiles we met with all day ...
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age to age aught beauty behold beneath breath bright calm ceased cheerful Child Church-yard clouds Cottage course dark Death delight doth dwell earth Epitaph evermore exclaimed fair fair Isle faith fancy fear feel fields firmament of heaven flowers frame Friend grace grave green grove guardian rocks hand happy hath heard heart Heaven hills hope hour human labour less light live lofty lonely look mind mortal mountain muse Nature Nature's o'er pains pass'd Pastor peace pensive pity pleased pleasure praise pure racter rest Rill rocks round S. T. Coleridge sate savage Nations seat seem'd shade side sight silent smile smooth Solitary solitude sorrow soul spake speak spirit stood stream sublime tender things thoughts tow'rd trees truth turn twas Vale vex'd Vicar virtue voice Wanderer whence wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH winds wish words Youth
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Сторінка 178 - Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith ; and there are times, I doubt not, when to you it doth impart Authentic tidings of invisible things; Of ebb and flow, and ever-during power; And central peace, subsisting at the heart Of endless agitation.
Сторінка 82 - Far sinking into splendour — without end! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted ; here, serene pavilions bright In avenues disposed : there towers begirt With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars...
Сторінка 6 - Oh ! many are the Poets that are sown By Nature ; men endowed with highest gifts, The vision and the faculty divine ; Yet wanting the accomplishment of verse...
Сторінка xiv - Not Chaos, not The darkest pit of lowest Erebus, Nor aught of blinder vacancy — scooped out By help of dreams, can breed such fear and awe As fall upon us often when we look Into our Minds, into the Mind of Man, My haunt, and the main region of my Song.
Сторінка 81 - The appearance, instantaneously disclosed, Was of a mighty city — boldly say A wilderness of building, sinking far And self-withdrawn into a wondrous depth, Far sinking into splendor — without end ! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted...
Сторінка xiv - A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day. — I, long before the blissful hour arrives, Would chant, in lonely peace, the spousal verse Of this great consummation...
Сторінка 177 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Сторінка 132 - The darts of anguish fix not where the seat Of suffering hath been thoroughly fortified By acquiescence in the Will supreme For time and for eternity; by faith, Faith absolute in God, including hope, And the defence that lies in boundless love Of his perfections; with habitual dread Of aught unworthily conceived, endured Impatiently, ill-done, or left undone, To the dishonor of his holy name.
Сторінка 24 - Oh, Sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket.
Сторінка 42 - mid the calm oblivious tendencies Of nature, 'mid her plants, and weeds, and flowers, And silent overgrowings, still survived.