The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, المجلد 3E. Moxon, 1849 |
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... cheer 225 Ah ! where is Palafox 226 In due observance of an ancient rite Feelings of a noble Biscayan at one of those Funerals The Oak of Guernica Indignation of a high - minded Spaniard Avaunt all specious pliancy of mind O'erweening ...
... cheer 225 Ah ! where is Palafox 226 In due observance of an ancient rite Feelings of a noble Biscayan at one of those Funerals The Oak of Guernica Indignation of a high - minded Spaniard Avaunt all specious pliancy of mind O'erweening ...
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... cheer its loneliness . Yet , round the body of that joyless Thing Which sends so far its melancholy light , Perhaps are seated in domestic ring A gay society with faces bright , Conversing , reading , laughing ; -or they sing , While ...
... cheer its loneliness . Yet , round the body of that joyless Thing Which sends so far its melancholy light , Perhaps are seated in domestic ring A gay society with faces bright , Conversing , reading , laughing ; -or they sing , While ...
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... cheer ; The region of his inner spirit teems With vital sounds and monitory gleams Of high astonishment and pleasing fear . He the seven birds hath seen , that never part , Seen the SEVEN WHISTLERS in their nightly rounds , And counted ...
... cheer ; The region of his inner spirit teems With vital sounds and monitory gleams Of high astonishment and pleasing fear . He the seven birds hath seen , that never part , Seen the SEVEN WHISTLERS in their nightly rounds , And counted ...
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William Wordsworth. His judgment with benignant ray Shall guide , his fancy cheer , your way ; But ne'er to a seductive lay Let faith be given ; Nor deem that ' light which leads astray , Is light from Heaven . ' Let no mean hope your ...
William Wordsworth. His judgment with benignant ray Shall guide , his fancy cheer , your way ; But ne'er to a seductive lay Let faith be given ; Nor deem that ' light which leads astray , Is light from Heaven . ' Let no mean hope your ...
الصفحة 139
... cheer ? Can merry - making enter here ? The joyous Woman is the Mate Of him in that forlorn estate ! He breathes a subterraneous damp ; But bright as Vesper shines her lamp : He is as mute as Jedborough Tower : She jocund as it was of ...
... cheer ? Can merry - making enter here ? The joyous Woman is the Mate Of him in that forlorn estate ! He breathes a subterraneous damp ; But bright as Vesper shines her lamp : He is as mute as Jedborough Tower : She jocund as it was of ...
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admiration aught BATTLE OF WATERLOO beauty behold beneath blind brave breath bright brow Busk Calais cheer cloud COLEORTON COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA dark DARLEY DALE dear delight doth earth fair faith Fancy fear feel flowers gaze genius gentle glory grace GRASMERE grave ground grove happy hast hath heard heart Heaven hill honour hope human invisible sun King labour Lady lake liberty light live Lord meek Merlin mighty mind mortal mountains Muse nature Nature's night o'er Ossian pain Paradise Lost peace pensive Poems Poet poetry praise pure rapture Rob Roy rock RYDAL MOUNT Scotland Shakspeare shore sigh sight silent sleep soft song Sonnet sorrow soul sound spirit stars stood stream strife sweet thee thine things thou art thought towers triumph truth vale voice wild wind wing WORCESTER CATHEDRAL word Yarrow youth
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الصفحة 32 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free; The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration...
الصفحة 200 - ANOTHER year ! — another deadly blow ! Another mighty Empire overthrown ! And We are left, or shall be left, alone ; The last that dare to struggle with the Foe. 'Tis well ! from this day forward we shall know That in ourselves our safety must be sought ; That by our own right hands it must be wrought ; That we must stand unpropped, or be laid low.
الصفحة 134 - And when we came to Clovenford, Then said my ' winsome Marrow,' " Whate'er betide, we'll turn aside, And see the Braes of Yarrow." "Let Yarrow folk, frae Selkirk town. Who have been buying, selling, Go back to Yarrow, 'tis their own ; Each maiden to her dwelling ! On Yarrow's banks let herons feed, Hares couch, and rabbits burrow ! But we will downward with the Tweed, Nor turn aside to Yarrow. There's...
الصفحة 35 - THE world is too much with us: late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
الصفحة 190 - Roused though it be full often to a mood Which spurns the check of salutary bands. That this most famous Stream in bogs and sands Should perish ; and to evil and to good Be lost for ever. In our halls is hung Armoury of the invincible Knights of old : We...
الصفحة 169 - And, through her depths, Saint Mary's Lake Is visibly delighted ; For not a feature of those hills Is in the mirror slighted. A blue sky bends o'er Yarrow Vale, Save where that pearly whiteness Is round the rising sun diffused, A tender hazy brightness ; Mild dawn of promise ! that excludes All profitless dejection ; Though not unwilling here t' admit A pensive recollection.
الصفحة 41 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
الصفحة 50 - Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow : a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faeryland To struggle through dark ways ; and, when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand...
الصفحة 182 - TOUSSAINT, the most unhappy man of men ! Whether the whistling Rustic tend his plough Within thy hearing, or thy head be now Pillowed in some deep dungeon's earless den ; — O miserable Chieftain ! where and when Wilt thou find patience? Yet die not; do thou Wear rather in thy bonds a cheerful brow : Though fallen thyself, never to rise again, Live, and take comfort. Thou hast left behind Powers that will work for thee ; air, earth, and skies : There's not a breathing of the common wind That will...
الصفحة 122 - Twould be a wildish destiny, If we, who thus together roam In a strange land, and far from home, Were in this place the guests of chance : Yet who would stop, or fear to advance, Though home or shelter he had none, With such a sky to lead him on...