Yarrow Revisited,: And Other PoemsLongman, Rees, Orme, Brown, Green, & Longman, ... and Edward Moxon, 1835 - 349 من الصفحات |
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... And leave thy Tweed and Teviot For mild Sorento's breezy waves ; May classic Fancy , linking With native Fancy her fresh aid , Preserve thy heart from sinking ! O ! while they minister to thee , Each vying B 3 YARROW REVISITED , 1831 . 5 ...
... And leave thy Tweed and Teviot For mild Sorento's breezy waves ; May classic Fancy , linking With native Fancy her fresh aid , Preserve thy heart from sinking ! O ! while they minister to thee , Each vying B 3 YARROW REVISITED , 1831 . 5 ...
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... waves , to draw Light from the fountain of the setting sun . Such was this Prisoner once ; and , when his plumes The sea - blast ruffles as the storm comes on , In spirit , for a moment , he resumes His rank ' mong freeborn creatures ...
... waves , to draw Light from the fountain of the setting sun . Such was this Prisoner once ; and , when his plumes The sea - blast ruffles as the storm comes on , In spirit , for a moment , he resumes His rank ' mong freeborn creatures ...
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... wave ; But , by occasion tempted , now I crave Needless renewal of an old delight . Better to thank a dear and long - past day For joy its sunny hours were free to give Than blame the present , that our wish hath crost . Memory , like ...
... wave ; But , by occasion tempted , now I crave Needless renewal of an old delight . Better to thank a dear and long - past day For joy its sunny hours were free to give Than blame the present , that our wish hath crost . Memory , like ...
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... waves beat against the shore of the lake ; a little rill close to the door made a much louder noise , and , when I sat up in my bed , I could see the lake through an open window - place at the bed's head . Add to this , it rained all ...
... waves beat against the shore of the lake ; a little rill close to the door made a much louder noise , and , when I sat up in my bed , I could see the lake through an open window - place at the bed's head . Add to this , it rained all ...
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... joy , and cried , " My Art shall help to tame her pride- " Anon the breeze became a blast , And the waves rose , and sky portended danger . With thrilling word , and potent sign Traced on the 48 THE EGYPTIAN MAID ; OR ,
... joy , and cried , " My Art shall help to tame her pride- " Anon the breeze became a blast , And the waves rose , and sky portended danger . With thrilling word , and potent sign Traced on the 48 THE EGYPTIAN MAID ; OR ,
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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...