The poetical works of William Wordsworth. New and complete annotated ed. Centenary ed, Ausgabe 619,Band 5 |
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... field ; And of that famous Youth , full soon removed From earth , perhaps by Shakspeare's self approved , Fletcher's Associate , Jonson's Friend beloved . II . IN A GARDEN OF THE SAME . [ THIS Niche is in the sandstone - rock in the ...
... field ; And of that famous Youth , full soon removed From earth , perhaps by Shakspeare's self approved , Fletcher's Associate , Jonson's Friend beloved . II . IN A GARDEN OF THE SAME . [ THIS Niche is in the sandstone - rock in the ...
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... fields with rural works , of hill and dale , And the blue sky , one little span of earth Is all his prospect . Thus , from day to day , Bow - bent , his eyes for ever on the ground , He plies his weary journey ; seeing still , And ...
... fields with rural works , of hill and dale , And the blue sky , one little span of earth Is all his prospect . Thus , from day to day , Bow - bent , his eyes for ever on the ground , He plies his weary journey ; seeing still , And ...
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... that still blooms on his cheek . ' Mid the dews , in the sunshine of morn , - ' mid the joy Of the fields , he collected that bloom , when a boy ; That countenance there fashioned , which , spite of a 53 The Farmer of Tilsbury Vale.
... that still blooms on his cheek . ' Mid the dews , in the sunshine of morn , - ' mid the joy Of the fields , he collected that bloom , when a boy ; That countenance there fashioned , which , spite of a 53 The Farmer of Tilsbury Vale.
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... fields seemed to know what their Master was doing ; And turnips , and corn - land , and meadow , and lea , All caught the infection - as generous as he . Yet Adam prized little the feast and the bowl , — The fields better suited the ...
... fields seemed to know what their Master was doing ; And turnips , and corn - land , and meadow , and lea , All caught the infection - as generous as he . Yet Adam prized little the feast and the bowl , — The fields better suited the ...
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... fields he so often hath mown , And is happy as if the rich freight were his own . But chiefly to Smithfield he loves to repair , - If you pass by at morning , you'll meet with him there . The breath of the cows you may see him inhale ...
... fields he so often hath mown , And is happy as if the rich freight were his own . But chiefly to Smithfield he loves to repair , - If you pass by at morning , you'll meet with him there . The breath of the cows you may see him inhale ...
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Seite 78 - Ah ! then if mine had been the painter's hand To express what then I saw, and add the gleam, The light that never was on sea or land, The consecration, and the poet's dream...
Seite 130 - Wisdom and Spirit of the universe ! Thou Soul that art the eternity of thought, That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul ; Not with the mean and vulgar works of man, But with high objects, with enduring things — With life and nature — purifying thus The elements of feeling and of thought, And sanctifying, by such discipline, Both...
Seite 111 - 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 108 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel- I feel it all.
Seite 227 - Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black drizzling crags that spake by the way-side As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream...
Seite 107 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose ; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
Seite 106 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Seite 356 - All meek and silent, save that through a rift — Not distant from the shore whereon we stood, A fixed, abysmal, gloomy breathing-place — Mounted the roar of waters, torrents, streams Innumerable, roaring with one voice ! Heard over earth and sea, and, in that hour, For so it seemed, felt by the starry heavens.
Seite 131 - 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...
Seite 129 - But huge and mighty forms, that do not live Like living men, moved slowly through the mind By day, and were a trouble to my dreams.