The poetical works of Wordsworth. Repr. of the 1827 ed., with memoir, notes &c, العدد 476 |
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الصفحة vii
... Dungeon - Ghyll - Force . To H. C. , Six Years old Influence of Natural Objects The Longest Day , Addressed to 20 20 20 . 21 21 · 21 22 23 23 24 25 25 26 28 28 29 The Brothers Poems Founded on the Affections . Artegal and.
... Dungeon - Ghyll - Force . To H. C. , Six Years old Influence of Natural Objects The Longest Day , Addressed to 20 20 20 . 21 21 · 21 22 23 23 24 25 25 26 28 28 29 The Brothers Poems Founded on the Affections . Artegal and.
الصفحة xiv
... Objects ! that Enslave I Dropped My Pen ; and Listened to the Wind Of Mortal Parents is the Hero Born Advance - Come Forth from Thy Tyrolean Ground The Land We from Our Fathers Had in Trust Alas ! What Boots the Long , Laborious Quest ...
... Objects ! that Enslave I Dropped My Pen ; and Listened to the Wind Of Mortal Parents is the Hero Born Advance - Come Forth from Thy Tyrolean Ground The Land We from Our Fathers Had in Trust Alas ! What Boots the Long , Laborious Quest ...
الصفحة xxix
... objects of irrational and inanimate nature with a beauty and grace , of which , it seemed to him , they had long been stripped by a heartless and false taste pretending to the title of delicacy and refinement . " But in this his first ...
... objects of irrational and inanimate nature with a beauty and grace , of which , it seemed to him , they had long been stripped by a heartless and false taste pretending to the title of delicacy and refinement . " But in this his first ...
الصفحة xxxiii
... objects far removed from the turmoil and fierce contention of political strife , it would be a great mistake to ... object of indif- ference , of disgust or fear . Was there ever - since the earliest actions of men which have been ...
... objects far removed from the turmoil and fierce contention of political strife , it would be a great mistake to ... object of indif- ference , of disgust or fear . Was there ever - since the earliest actions of men which have been ...
الصفحة xxxiv
... object at which he aims . Still more inevitable and momentous are the results , when the individual knows that the fire which is reanimated in him is not less lively in the breasts of his associates ; and sees the signs and testimonies ...
... object at which he aims . Still more inevitable and momentous are the results , when the individual knows that the fire which is reanimated in him is not less lively in the breasts of his associates ; and sees the signs and testimonies ...
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appear beautiful behold beneath breath bright called cheer child clouds course dark dear deep delight doth earth face fair faith fancy fear feel fields flowers give grace grave green hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hill holy hope hour human kind land language leave less light living look mind morning mountain nature never night o'er objects once pain passed peace pleasure poem poet poor pure rest rise rocks round seemed seen shade side sight silent sleep song soul sound spirit spread stand stars stood stream sweet tears tell thee things thou thought tower trees truth turned vale voice wandering waters wild wind wish woods youth
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الصفحة 14 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
الصفحة 136 - 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! The river glideth at his own sweet will:...
الصفحة 109 - With a soft inland murmur. — Once again Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs, That on a wild secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion; and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky.
الصفحة 143 - The Solitary Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
الصفحة 110 - To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
الصفحة 109 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
الصفحة 83 - 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 Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay. I saw her upon nearer view, A Spirit, yet a Woman too! Her household motions light and free, And steps of...
الصفحة 35 - 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. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
الصفحة 110 - Thy memory be as a dwelling-place For all sweet sounds and harmonies; oh! then, If solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief, Should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts Of tender joy wilt thou remember me, And these my exhortations!
الصفحة 305 - Even more than when I tripped lightly as they ; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.