Poems, Volume 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme and Brown, 1815 |
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... heard throughout the season of Spring , but seldom becomes an object of sight . Thus far of images independent of each other , and immediately endowed by the mind with pro- perties that do not inhere in them , upon an xxiv PREFACE .
... heard throughout the season of Spring , but seldom becomes an object of sight . Thus far of images independent of each other , and immediately endowed by the mind with pro- perties that do not inhere in them , upon an xxiv PREFACE .
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... heard with steady glee ; Silent he stood ; then laughed amain , - And shouted , " Mother come to me ! " Louder and louder did he shout With witless hope to bring her near ; " Nay , patience ! patience , little Boy ! Your tender Mother ...
... heard with steady glee ; Silent he stood ; then laughed amain , - And shouted , " Mother come to me ! " Louder and louder did he shout With witless hope to bring her near ; " Nay , patience ! patience , little Boy ! Your tender Mother ...
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William Wordsworth. VII . LUCY GRAY , Or Solitude . OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray : And , when I crossed the Wild , I chanced to see at break of day The solitary Child . No Mate , no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide Moor , -The ...
William Wordsworth. VII . LUCY GRAY , Or Solitude . OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray : And , when I crossed the Wild , I chanced to see at break of day The solitary Child . No Mate , no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide Moor , -The ...
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... heard the sound , and more and more : It seemed to follow with the Chaise , And still I heard it as before . At length I to the Boy called out ; He stopped his horses at the word ; But neither cry , nor voice , nor shout , Nor aught ...
... heard the sound , and more and more : It seemed to follow with the Chaise , And still I heard it as before . At length I to the Boy called out ; He stopped his horses at the word ; But neither cry , nor voice , nor shout , Nor aught ...
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... heard upon the blast The voice , and bade him halt again . Said I , alighting on the ground , " What can it be , this piteous moan ? " And there a little Girl I found , Sitting behind the Chaise , alone . " My Cloak ! " the word was ...
... heard upon the blast The voice , and bade him halt again . Said I , alighting on the ground , " What can it be , this piteous moan ? " And there a little Girl I found , Sitting behind the Chaise , alone . " My Cloak ! " the word was ...
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Page 313 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, " A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. " Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Page 24 - Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
Page 130 - 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.
Page 299 - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring ! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery...
Page 131 - I TRAVELLED among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea; Nor, England! did I know till then What love I bore to thee. 'Tis past, that melancholy dream ! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for still I seem To love thee more and more.
Page 310 - 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.
Page 47 - Upon the glassy plain; and oftentimes, 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!
Page 330 - Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale, Down which she so often has tripped with her pail ; And a single small cottage, a nest like a dove's, The one only Dwelling on earth that she loves.
Page 269 - Joyous as morning Thou art laughing and scorning ; Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest, And, though little troubled with sloth, Drunken Lark ! thou wouldst be loth To be such a traveller as I. Happy, happy Liver, With a soul as strong as a mountain river Pouring out praise to the Almighty Giver...
Page 343 - The appropriate business of poetry, (which, nevertheless, if genuine, is as permanent as pure science,) her appropriate employment, her privilege and her duty, is to treat of things not as they are, but as they appear ; not as they exist in themselves, but as they seem to exist to the senses and to the passions.