Yarrow Revisited,: And Other PoemsLongman, Rees, Orme, Brown, Green, & Longman, ... and Edward Moxon, 1835 - 349 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة xi
... thou silent ! 117 11 119 - 120 121 Part II . - 128 Part III . - 133 Part IV . · . 138 SONNETS . Four fiery Steeds impatient of the Rein To the Author's Portrait Gold and Silver Fishes , in a Vase Liberty . ( Sequel to the above ) · 145 ...
... thou silent ! 117 11 119 - 120 121 Part II . - 128 Part III . - 133 Part IV . · . 138 SONNETS . Four fiery Steeds impatient of the Rein To the Author's Portrait Gold and Silver Fishes , in a Vase Liberty . ( Sequel to the above ) · 145 ...
الصفحة xiv
... thou Nunnery Steam - boats , Viaducts , and Railways 224 225 - 226 - 227 Lowther ! in thy majestic Pile are seen - 228 To the Earl of Lonsdale 229 To Cordelia M- Hallsteads , Ullswater 230 Conclusion 231 Notes - 232 237 - 241 Lines ...
... thou Nunnery Steam - boats , Viaducts , and Railways 224 225 - 226 - 227 Lowther ! in thy majestic Pile are seen - 228 To the Earl of Lonsdale 229 To Cordelia M- Hallsteads , Ullswater 230 Conclusion 231 Notes - 232 237 - 241 Lines ...
الصفحة 6
... Thou , upon a hundred streams , By tales of love and sorrow , Of faithful love , undaunted truth , Hast shed the power of Yarrow ; And streams unknown , hills yet unseen , Where'er thy path invite thee , At parent Nature's grateful call ...
... Thou , upon a hundred streams , By tales of love and sorrow , Of faithful love , undaunted truth , Hast shed the power of Yarrow ; And streams unknown , hills yet unseen , Where'er thy path invite thee , At parent Nature's grateful call ...
الصفحة 17
... thou mute ! Oblivion , throw Thy veil , in mercy , o'er the records hung Round strath and mountain , stamped by the ancient tongue On rock and ruin darkening as we go , - Spots where a word , ghost - like , survives to show What crimes ...
... thou mute ! Oblivion , throw Thy veil , in mercy , o'er the records hung Round strath and mountain , stamped by the ancient tongue On rock and ruin darkening as we go , - Spots where a word , ghost - like , survives to show What crimes ...
الصفحة 18
... thou art , On cloud - sequestered heights , that see and hear To what dread Power He delegates his part On earth , who works in the heaven of heavens , alone . XI . THE EARL OF BREADALBANE'S RUINED MANSION , AND. 18 SONNETS . At Tyndrum -
... thou art , On cloud - sequestered heights , that see and hear To what dread Power He delegates his part On earth , who works in the heaven of heavens , alone . XI . THE EARL OF BREADALBANE'S RUINED MANSION , AND. 18 SONNETS . At Tyndrum -
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beauty Bees Bird blest Bothwell Castle bowers breast breath breeze bright brow Castle cave cell cheer Church clouds Cumberland dear divine DUNOLLIE CASTLE Earl of Lonsdale earth eyes fair faith Fancy fear feel flowers friends gentle gleam grace grove hand happy harmony hath heard heart Heaven holy honour hope hour human humble Iona Isle labour land light Loch Lomond lone look meek Merlin mind mountain Muse mute Nature Nature's night numbers o'er peace Penrith poems poor praise prayer pride proud repose rest river river Derwent RIVER EDEN RIVER GRETA rock round Rydal Mount scorn shade sigh silent smile smooth soft song sonnet sorrow soul spirit spread Staffa Stanza stream sweet tears tender thee thou thought touch TOWER of REFUGE Towers trees truth ULLSWATER vale verse voice waves whate'er WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings words Yarrow
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الصفحة 229 - MOST sweet it is with unuplifted eyes To pace the ground, if path be there or none, While a fair region round the Traveller lies Which he forbears again to look upon ; Pleased rather with some soft ideal scene, The work of Fancy, or some happy tone Of meditation, slipping in between The beauty coming and the beauty gone.
الصفحة 145 - Why art thou silent ? Is thy love a plant Of such weak fibre that the treacherous air Of absence withers what was once so fair ? Is there no debt to pay, no boon to grant ? Yet have my thoughts for thee been vigilant, Bound to thy service with unceasing care — The mind's least generous wish a mendicant For nought but what thy happiness could spare. Speak ! — though this soft warm heart, once free to hold A thousand tender pleasures, thine and mine, Be left more desolate, more dreary cold Than...
الصفحة 211 - THANKS for the lessons of this spot, — fit school For the presumptuous thoughts that would assign Mechanic laws to agency divine ; And, measuring heaven by earth, would overrule Infinite Power. The pillared vestibule, Expanding yet precise, the roof embowed, Might seem designed to humble man, when proud Of his best workmanship by plan and tool.
الصفحة 13 - THERE'S not a nook within this solemn Pass, But were an apt confessional for One Taught by his summer spent, his autumn gone, That Life is but a tale of morning grass Withered at Eve. From scenes of art which chase That thought away, turn. and with watchful eyes Feed it mid Nature's old felicities, Rocks, rivers, and smooth lakes more clear than glass Untouched, unbreathed upon.
الصفحة 343 - There are among the walks of homely life Still higher, men for contemplation framed, Shy, and unpractised in the strife of phrase ; Meek men, whose very souls perhaps would sink Beneath them, summoned to such intercourse : Theirs is the language of the heavens, the power, The thought, the image, and the silent joy : Words are but under-agents in their souls ; When they are grasping with their greatest strength, They do not breathe among them...
الصفحة 219 - Far and wide A plain below stretched seaward, while, descried Above sea-clouds, the Peaks of Arran rose ; And, by that simple notice, the repose Of earth, sky, sea, and air, was vivified. Beneath ' the random bield of clod or stone ' Myriads of daisies have shone forth in flower Near the lark's nest, and in their natural hour Have passed away ; less happy than the One That, by the unwilling ploughshare, died to prove The tender charm of poetry and love.
الصفحة 315 - A Voice to Light gave Being ; To Time, and man his earthborn chronicler ; A Voice shall finish doubt and dim foreseeing, And sweep away life's visionary stir ; The trumpet (we, intoxicate with pride, Arm at its blast for deadly wars) To archangelic lips applied, The grave shall open, quench the stars.
الصفحة 8 - And clomb the winding stair that once Too timidly was mounted By the ' last minstrel,' (not the last !) Ere he his tale recounted. Flow on for ever, Yarrow stream ! Fulfil thy pensive duty, Well pleased that future bards should chant For simple hearts thy beauty ; To dream-light dear while yet unseen, Dear to the common sunshine, And dearer still, as now I feel, To memory's shadowy moonshine...
الصفحة 4 - Grave thoughts ruled wide on that sweet day, Their dignity installing In gentle bosoms, while sere leaves Were on the bough, or falling ; But breezes played, and sunshine gleamed — The forest to embolden ; Reddened the fiery hues, and shot Transparence through the golden. For busy thoughts the Stream flowed on In foamy agitation ; And slept in many a crystal pool For quiet contemplation : No public and no private care The freeborn mind enthralling, We made a day of happy hours, Our happy days recalling.
الصفحة 320 - Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay To mould me man ? Did I solicit thee From darkness to promote me...