Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Том 2T.N. Longman and O. Rees, Paternoster-Row, 1800 |
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... . Sir Walter wiped his face , and cried , " Till now Such sight was never seen by living eyes : Three leaps have borne him from this lofty brow , Down to the very fountain where he lies . I'll build a Pleasure - house upon this spot , 4.
... . Sir Walter wiped his face , and cried , " Till now Such sight was never seen by living eyes : Three leaps have borne him from this lofty brow , Down to the very fountain where he lies . I'll build a Pleasure - house upon this spot , 4.
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With Other Poems. In Two Volumes William Wordsworth. I'll build a Pleasure - house upon this spot , And a small Arbour , made for rural joy ; ' Twill be the traveller's shed , the pilgrim's cot , A place of love for damsels that are coy ...
With Other Poems. In Two Volumes William Wordsworth. I'll build a Pleasure - house upon this spot , And a small Arbour , made for rural joy ; ' Twill be the traveller's shed , the pilgrim's cot , A place of love for damsels that are coy ...
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... building made of many crags , And in the midst is one particular rock That rises like a column from the vale , Whence by our Shepherds it is call'd , the Pillar . James , pointing to its summit , over which They all had purpos'd to ...
... building made of many crags , And in the midst is one particular rock That rises like a column from the vale , Whence by our Shepherds it is call'd , the Pillar . James , pointing to its summit , over which They all had purpos'd to ...
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... build a household fire and find A home in every glade . What days and what sweet years ! Ah me ! Our life were life indeed , with thee So pass'd in quiet bliss , And all the while " said he " to know That we were in a world of woe , On ...
... build a household fire and find A home in every glade . What days and what sweet years ! Ah me ! Our life were life indeed , with thee So pass'd in quiet bliss , And all the while " said he " to know That we were in a world of woe , On ...
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... builds her hope in heav'n . Then let him pass , a blessing on his head ! And while , in that vast solitude to which The tide of things has led him , he appears To breathe and live but for himself alone , Unblam'd , uninjur'd , let him ...
... builds her hope in heav'n . Then let him pass , a blessing on his head ! And while , in that vast solitude to which The tide of things has led him , he appears To breathe and live but for himself alone , Unblam'd , uninjur'd , let him ...
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Lyrical Ballads: With Pastoral and Other Poems, in Two Volumes, Том 1 Samuel Taylor Coleridge,William Wordsworth Попередній перегляд недоступний - 2013 |
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aged Beggar Ambleside ANDREW JONES Art thou bason beautiful beneath bower brook Brother chanc'd chearful Child church-yard cottage crag dead calm dear delight dell door dwell earth Egremont Enna Ennerdale eyes Father fields fire-side flowers gaz'd gentle gone Grasmere grass grave green greenwood tree half hand happy hath heard heart Heaven hills hour Isabel Joanna Kirtle lake Lamb leaves LEONARD liv'd living look look'd lov'd Lucy Luke Matthew Michael morning mountain murmur never night o'er pass'd playmate pleasure POEM poor press'd PRIEST reach'd receiv'd Richard Bateman rills rocks round rude Ruth sate seem'd shade sheep Sheep-fold Shepherd side silent Sir Walter Skiddaw sleep song soul sound spake spot spring stone stood stopp'd summer sweet thee There's things thoughts thrush trees turn'd Twas Twill vale village ween wild wind wither'd woods wrought Youth
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Сторінка 137 - ... their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see, Even in the motions of the Storm, Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. " The stars of midnight shall be dear To her ; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Сторінка 136 - Three years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse: and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Сторінка 137 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Сторінка 107 - The youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds.
Сторінка 201 - Therefore, although it be a history Homely and rude, I will relate the same For the delight of a few natural hearts, And with yet fonder feeling, for the sake Of youthful Poets, who among these Hills Will be my second self when I am gone.
Сторінка 53 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Сторінка 200 - With a few sheep, with rocks and stones, and kites That overhead are sailing in the sky. It is in truth an utter solitude ; Nor should I have made mention of this dell But for one object which you might pass by, Might see and notice not.
Сторінка 52 - 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 15 - Then, sometimes, in that silence, while he hung Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise Has carried far into his heart the voice Of mountain torrents ; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven, received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
Сторінка 130 - If there be one who need bemoan His kindred laid in earth, The household hearts that were his own, It is the man of mirth. My days, my friend, are almost gone; My life has been approved, And many love me ; but by none Am I enough beloved.