Wordsworth: A Biographic Æsthetic StudyLee and Shepard, 1878 - 232 Seiten |
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... it will,! ;8 lifting or lowering a matter, poor in itself; so is that this old fancy, which made the poet's art an enthusiasm, seems almost literally true of |. him. '/fivfCec. (R»i^L-~. * If in my youth I have been pure in.
... it will,! ;8 lifting or lowering a matter, poor in itself; so is that this old fancy, which made the poet's art an enthusiasm, seems almost literally true of |. him. '/fivfCec. (R»i^L-~. * If in my youth I have been pure in.
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... youth I have been pure in heart ; If , mingling with the world , I am content With my own modest pleasures , and have lived With God and Nature communing , removed From little enmities and low desires , ' The gift is yours ; if in these ...
... youth I have been pure in heart ; If , mingling with the world , I am content With my own modest pleasures , and have lived With God and Nature communing , removed From little enmities and low desires , ' The gift is yours ; if in these ...
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... youths proudly assume the title of men . Of his first days at Cambridge Wordsworth gives this vivid picture : - - " My spirit was up , my thoughts were full of hope ; Some friends I had , acquaintances who there Seemed friends , poor ...
... youths proudly assume the title of men . Of his first days at Cambridge Wordsworth gives this vivid picture : - - " My spirit was up , my thoughts were full of hope ; Some friends I had , acquaintances who there Seemed friends , poor ...
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... youth and social impulse , joined for a time in a ― " Heartless chase of trivial pleasures , " becoming one of a light crowd that spent days and nights in " Feast and dance and public revelry , And sports and games ( too grateful in ...
... youth and social impulse , joined for a time in a ― " Heartless chase of trivial pleasures , " becoming one of a light crowd that spent days and nights in " Feast and dance and public revelry , And sports and games ( too grateful in ...
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... youth . Describing , in " The Prelude , " his first talks with the band of royal officers at Orleans , and how he had no prepossessions in favor of monarchy , he writes this remarkable passage : " Yet in the regal sceptre , and the pomp ...
... youth . Describing , in " The Prelude , " his first talks with the band of royal officers at Orleans , and how he had no prepossessions in favor of monarchy , he writes this remarkable passage : " Yet in the regal sceptre , and the pomp ...
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Seite 87 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food : For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Seite 185 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep...
Seite 87 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair: But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Seite 210 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Seite 110 - CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR. WHO is the happy Warrior ? Who is he That every Man in arms should wish to be ? It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his childish thought...
Seite 78 - All things that love the sun are out of doors; The sky rejoices in the morning's birth ; The grass is bright with rain-drops; — on the moors The hare is running races in her mirth ; And with her feet she from the plashy earth Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun, Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run.
Seite 207 - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream...
Seite 179 - Your name from hence immortal life shall have, Though I, once gone, to all the world must die. The earth can yield me but a common grave, When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie. Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read, And tongues to be your being shall rehearse When all the breathers of this world are dead. You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
Seite 133 - Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour: England hath need of thee; she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on...
Seite 19 - The immeasurable height Of woods decaying, never to be decayed, The stationary blasts of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky...