The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Том 1Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown and Green, 1827 |
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... took The lantern in her hand . Not blither is the mountain roe : With many a wanton stroke Her feet disperse the powdery snow , up like smoke . That rises The storm came on before its time : She wandered up and down ; And many a hill ...
... took The lantern in her hand . Not blither is the mountain roe : With many a wanton stroke Her feet disperse the powdery snow , up like smoke . That rises The storm came on before its time : She wandered up and down ; And many a hill ...
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... , In very idleness . " Now tell me , had you rather be , " I said , and took him by the arm , " On Kilve's smooth shore , by the green sea , Or here at Liswyn farm ? " In careless mood he look'd at me , While still 24 ANECDOTE FOR FATHERS .
... , In very idleness . " Now tell me , had you rather be , " I said , and took him by the arm , " On Kilve's smooth shore , by the green sea , Or here at Liswyn farm ? " In careless mood he look'd at me , While still 24 ANECDOTE FOR FATHERS .
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... took , Seem'd to feast with head and ears ; and his tail with pleasure shook . " Drink , pretty Creature , drink , " she said in such a tone That I almost received her heart into my own . ' Twas little Barbara Lewthwaite , a Child of ...
... took , Seem'd to feast with head and ears ; and his tail with pleasure shook . " Drink , pretty Creature , drink , " she said in such a tone That I almost received her heart into my own . ' Twas little Barbara Lewthwaite , a Child of ...
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... took thee in his arms , and in pity brought thee home . A blessed day for thee ! then whither wouldst thou roam ? A faithful Nurse thou hast ; the dam that did thee yean Upon the mountain tops no kinder could have been . " Thou know'st ...
... took thee in his arms , and in pity brought thee home . A blessed day for thee ! then whither wouldst thou roam ? A faithful Nurse thou hast ; the dam that did thee yean Upon the mountain tops no kinder could have been . " Thou know'st ...
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... took him at his word , And followed as he led . It was a spot which you may see If ever you to Langdale go ; Into a chasm a mighty Block Hath fallen , and made a Bridge of rock : The gulf is deep below ; And in a basin black and small ...
... took him at his word , And followed as he led . It was a spot which you may see If ever you to Langdale go ; Into a chasm a mighty Block Hath fallen , and made a Bridge of rock : The gulf is deep below ; And in a basin black and small ...
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The poetical works of William Wordsworth, Том 1 William [poetical works] Wordsworth Повний перегляд - 1849 |
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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 dread Ennerdale eyes Fancy Father fear flowers Friend gale gleam glittering gone Grasmere grave green 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 thine things thou art thought trees Twas Twill vale voice Waggon waterfall ween wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wood Youth
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Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 22 - Till God released her of her pain; And then she went away. "So in the church-yard she was laid; And, when the grass was dry, Together round her grave we played, My brother John and I.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 16 - That, Father ! will I gladly do : 'Tis scarcely afternoon — The minster-clock has just struck two, And yonder is the moon...
Сторінка 350 - But the Kitten, how she starts, Crouches, stretches, paws, and darts! First at one, and then its fellow Just as light and just as yellow; There are many now — now one — Now they stop and there are none.
Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 324 - THE GREEN LINNET. BENEATH these fruit-tree boughs that shed Their snow-white blossoms on my head, With brightest sunshine round me spread Of spring's unclouded weather, In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit upon my orchard-seat ! And birds and flowers once more to greet, My last year's friends together.
Сторінка 252 - Sat round the basket piled with oaten cakes, And their plain home-made cheese. Yet when the meal Was ended, Luke (for so the son was named) And his old father both betook themselves To such convenient work as might employ Their hands by the fireside ; perhaps to card...