Poems, selected and ed. by R.A. Willmott. Illustr |
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... were seen , Spotting the northern cliffs with lights between ; Gazing the tempting shades to them denied , When stood the shortened herds amid the tide , Where from the barren wall's unsheltered end Long rails into. 3.
... were seen , Spotting the northern cliffs with lights between ; Gazing the tempting shades to them denied , When stood the shortened herds amid the tide , Where from the barren wall's unsheltered end Long rails into. 3.
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... stood , Unshaded , eyeing far below the flood , Crowded behind the swain , in mute distress , With forward neck the closing gate to press— Then , as I wandered where the huddling rill Brightens with water - breaks the hollow ghyll ...
... stood , Unshaded , eyeing far below the flood , Crowded behind the swain , in mute distress , With forward neck the closing gate to press— Then , as I wandered where the huddling rill Brightens with water - breaks the hollow ghyll ...
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... stood and prayed ; - I could not pray : -through tears that fell in showers I saw my own dear home , that was no longer ours . There was a Youth , whom I had loved so long , That when I loved him not I cannot say : ' Mid the green ...
... stood and prayed ; - I could not pray : -through tears that fell in showers I saw my own dear home , that was no longer ours . There was a Youth , whom I had loved so long , That when I loved him not I cannot say : ' Mid the green ...
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... stood , And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food . By grief enfeebled was I turned adrift , Helpless as sailor cast on desert rock ; Nor morsel to my mouth that day did lift , Nor dared my hand at any door to knock . I lay where ...
... stood , And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food . By grief enfeebled was I turned adrift , Helpless as sailor cast on desert rock ; Nor morsel to my mouth that day did lift , Nor dared my hand at any door to knock . I lay where ...
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... stood That overlooked the moor ; And thence they saw the bridge of wood , A furlong from their door . And , turning homeward , now they cried , " In heaven we all shall meet ! " -When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's ...
... stood That overlooked the moor ; And thence they saw the bridge of wood , A furlong from their door . And , turning homeward , now they cried , " In heaven we all shall meet ! " -When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's ...
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behold beneath Binnorie blessed bower breath bright brook BROUGHAM CASTLE Busk calm cheerful child Child is Father choice or chance city spire cloud cottage dark dear deep delight DITTO door doth dwell earth Ennerdale face fair fear feel fields flowers glad Glaramara gleam Grasmere grave green grove happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hills hope hour human human weight lake Laodamia Leonard light live lofty lonely look Lord Clifford Luke mind morning mother mountain Naiad Nature never night o'er passed pleasure poor Protesilaus rill rocks round Rylstone seemed shade Shepherd shore side sight silent sing sleep solitude song sorrow soul sound spirit steep stone stood stream summer sweet tears thee things thought trees Twill vale VENETIAN REPUBLIC voice walk wandering ween wild wind woods Yarrow youth
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Seite 262 - 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...
Seite 41 - A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? I met a little cottage girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be ? " " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Seite 181 - Nor, perchance — If I should be where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service: rather say With warmer love — oh! with far deeper zeal Of holier love.
Seite 126 - But worthier still of note Are those fraternal Four of Borrowdale, Joined in one solemn and capacious grove ; Huge trunks! and each particular trunk a growth Of intertwisted fibres serpentine Up-coiling, and inveterately convolved...
Seite 131 - 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 41 - Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be ? " " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they, I pray you tell ? " She answered, "Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea. " Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother ; And in the churchyard cottage I Dwell near them, with my mother.
Seite 265 - And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife: But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part; Filling from time to time his "humorous stage...
Seite 206 - Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
Seite 122 - 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.
Seite 42 - Two of us in the church-yard lie, my sister and my brother; and, in the church-yard cottage, I dwell near them with my mother.