Wordsworth: A Biographic Æsthetic StudyLee and Shepard, 1878 - 232 strán (strany) |
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Strana 13
... round with family pictures , and I said to my brother , ' Dare you strike your whip through that old lady's petticoat ? ' He replied , ' No , I won't . ' Then , ' said I , ' here goes ! ' and I struck my lash through her hooped ...
... round with family pictures , and I said to my brother , ' Dare you strike your whip through that old lady's petticoat ? ' He replied , ' No , I won't . ' Then , ' said I , ' here goes ! ' and I struck my lash through her hooped ...
Strana 21
... round With honor and importance ; in a world Of welcome faces up and down I roved ; Questions , directions , warnings , and advice Flowed in upon me from all sides ; fresh day Of pride and pleasure ! to myself I seemed A man of business ...
... round With honor and importance ; in a world Of welcome faces up and down I roved ; Questions , directions , warnings , and advice Flowed in upon me from all sides ; fresh day Of pride and pleasure ! to myself I seemed A man of business ...
Strana 28
... round of strenuous idleness ; " and one morning , after having passed " The night in dancing , gayety , and mirth , With din of instruments and shuffling feet , And glancing forms , and tapers glittering , And unaimed prattle flying up ...
... round of strenuous idleness ; " and one morning , after having passed " The night in dancing , gayety , and mirth , With din of instruments and shuffling feet , And glancing forms , and tapers glittering , And unaimed prattle flying up ...
Strana 30
... round his native walks , Pride of his sister - wives , the monarch stalks ; Spur - clad his nervous feet , and firm his tread ; A crest of purple tops the warrior's head . Bright sparks his black and rolling eyeball hurls Afar ; his ...
... round his native walks , Pride of his sister - wives , the monarch stalks ; Spur - clad his nervous feet , and firm his tread ; A crest of purple tops the warrior's head . Bright sparks his black and rolling eyeball hurls Afar ; his ...
Strana 38
... Burgundy , they all rose and danced hand in hand round the board , the two young Englishmen sharing heartily the triumph and the hope of the hour . Again the two took to their staffs and knap- sacks 38 WORDSWORTH . FORDSW.
... Burgundy , they all rose and danced hand in hand round the board , the two young Englishmen sharing heartily the triumph and the hope of the hour . Again the two took to their staffs and knap- sacks 38 WORDSWORTH . FORDSW.
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Strana 153 - MILTON ! thou shouldst be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Strana 205 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep...
Strana 230 - Not for these I raise the song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings, Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised — 10.
Strana 230 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Strana 107 - 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 A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Strana 226 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
Strana 232 - I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripp'd 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.
Strana 130 - CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR. WHO is the happy Warrior ? Who is he That every Man in arms should wish to be ? It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his childish thought...
Strana 98 - All things that love the sun are out of doors; The sky rejoices in the morning's birth ; The grass is bright with rain-drops; — on the moors The hare is running races in her mirth ; And with her feet she from the plashy earth Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun, Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run.
Strana 199 - Your name from hence immortal life shall have, Though I, once gone, to all the world must die. The earth can yield me but a common grave, When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie. Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read, And tongues to be your being shall rehearse When all the breathers of this world are dead. You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.