Poems of William WordsworthC. S. Francis, 1855 - 340 Seiten |
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... , through manhood , to the last Of threescore years , and to thy latest hour , Burnt on with ever - strengthening light , enshrined Within thy bosom . 66 " Wonderful " hath been The love established between 34 WORDSWORTH'S POEMS .
... , through manhood , to the last Of threescore years , and to thy latest hour , Burnt on with ever - strengthening light , enshrined Within thy bosom . 66 " Wonderful " hath been The love established between 34 WORDSWORTH'S POEMS .
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... hath been an elm without his Vine , And her bright dower of clustering charities That , round his trunk and branches , might have clung Enriching and adorning . Unto thee , Not so enriched , not so adorned , to thee Was given ( say ...
... hath been an elm without his Vine , And her bright dower of clustering charities That , round his trunk and branches , might have clung Enriching and adorning . Unto thee , Not so enriched , not so adorned , to thee Was given ( say ...
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... hath given . This tragic story cheered us ; for it speaks Of female patience winning firm repose ; And , of the recompense that conscience seeks , A bright , encouraging example shows ; Needful when o'er wide realms the tempest breaks ...
... hath given . This tragic story cheered us ; for it speaks Of female patience winning firm repose ; And , of the recompense that conscience seeks , A bright , encouraging example shows ; Needful when o'er wide realms the tempest breaks ...
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... hath been doomed to taste The bitterness of wrong and waste : Its courts are ravaged ; but the tower Is standing with a voice of power , That ancient voice which wont to call To mass or some high festival ; And in the shattered fabric's ...
... hath been doomed to taste The bitterness of wrong and waste : Its courts are ravaged ; but the tower Is standing with a voice of power , That ancient voice which wont to call To mass or some high festival ; And in the shattered fabric's ...
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... hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain . Lie silent in your graves , ye dead ! Lie quiet in your church - yard bed ! Ye living , tend your holy cares ; Ye multitudes , pursue your prayers ; And blame not me if my heart and sight Are ...
... hath the plain Of ocean for her own domain . Lie silent in your graves , ye dead ! Lie quiet in your church - yard bed ! Ye living , tend your holy cares ; Ye multitudes , pursue your prayers ; And blame not me if my heart and sight Are ...
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art thou beauty behold beneath Betty Betty Foy breath bright bright eye calm cheerful child clouds cottage creature dark dear delight doth dread dwell earth Ennerdale fair faith fancy fear feel fields flowers Friend gentle grace Grasmere grave green grief grove hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills holy hope hour human Idiot Boy Johnny Kilve Laodamia Leonard light live lonely look meek mind moon mountains Muse Nature Nature's never night o'er pain passed peace Peter Bell pleasure poor Priest quiet R. H. DANA river Swale Rob Roy rocks round RYDAL MOUNT Rylstone shade side sight silent solitary solitude SONNET sorrow soul sound spake spirit stars stood stream sweet tears tender thee things thou thought trees turned vale voice Wanderer wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind woods words youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 352 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Seite 131 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower...
Seite 170 - 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 boyish thought...
Seite 27 - When empty terrors overawe, From vain temptations dost set free, And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity! There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth: Glad Hearts! without reproach or blot, Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh!
Seite 102 - 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.
Seite 104 - Then did the little maid reply, 'Seven boys and girls are we: Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree.
Seite 212 - On that best portion of a good man's life, — His little, nameless, unremembered acts Of kindness and of love.
Seite 21 - Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells : In truth, the prison unto which we doom Ourselves, no prison is : and hence for me, In sundry moods 'twas pastime to be bound Within the Sonnet's scanty plot of ground...
Seite 130 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be. Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Seite 118 - One adequate support For the calamities of mortal life Exists — one only — an assured belief That the procession of our fate, howe'er Sad or disturbed, is ordered by a Being Of infinite benevolence and power, Whose everlasting purposes embrace All accidents, converting them to good.