The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Zväzok 7E. Moxon, 1849 |
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Strana 31
... walks A momentary trance comes over me ; And to myself I seem to muse on One By sorrow laid asleep ; or borne away , A human being destined to awake To human life , or something very near To human life , when he shall come again For ...
... walks A momentary trance comes over me ; And to myself I seem to muse on One By sorrow laid asleep ; or borne away , A human being destined to awake To human life , or something very near To human life , when he shall come again For ...
Strana 43
... walk ; How the poor brute's condition , forced to run Its course of suffering in the public road , Sad contrast ! all too often smote his heart With unavailing pity . Rich in love And sweet humanity , he was , himself , To the degree ...
... walk ; How the poor brute's condition , forced to run Its course of suffering in the public road , Sad contrast ! all too often smote his heart With unavailing pity . Rich in love And sweet humanity , he was , himself , To the degree ...
Strana 44
... walk , My Fellow - traveller , with earnest voice , As if the thought were but a moment old , Claimed absolute dominion for the day . We started and he led me toward the hills , Up through an ample vale , with higher hills Before us ...
... walk , My Fellow - traveller , with earnest voice , As if the thought were but a moment old , Claimed absolute dominion for the day . We started and he led me toward the hills , Up through an ample vale , with higher hills Before us ...
Strana 56
... walks between , With mimic trees inserted in the turf , And gardens interposed . Pleased with the sight , I could not choose but beckon to my Guide , Who , entering , round him threw a careless glance , Impatient to pass on , when I ...
... walks between , With mimic trees inserted in the turf , And gardens interposed . Pleased with the sight , I could not choose but beckon to my Guide , Who , entering , round him threw a careless glance , Impatient to pass on , when I ...
Strana 96
... walks upon those lonely Downs , Track leading into track ; how marked , how worn Into bright verdure , between fern and gorse , Winding away its never ending line On their smooth surface , evidence was none : But , there , lay open to ...
... walks upon those lonely Downs , Track leading into track ; how marked , how worn Into bright verdure , between fern and gorse , Winding away its never ending line On their smooth surface , evidence was none : But , there , lay open to ...
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age to age aught baptismal font beauty behold beneath breath bright calm cheerful clouds cottage course dark dead death delight doth dwell earth epitaph evermore exclaimed fair fair Isle faith fancy fear feel fields firmament of heaven flowers frame Friend grace grave green grove hand happy hath heard heart heaven hills holy honoured hope hour human immortality labour less living lofty lonely look mind moorland mortal mountain muse nature nature's o'er pains passed Pastor peace pensive pity pleasure praise pure rest rill rocks round S. T. Coleridge sate savage nations seat shade side sight silent smile smooth soft Solitary solitude sorrow soul sound spake speak spirit spot stood stream sublime tender things thoughts trees truth turf turned twas unsub vale Vicar virtue voice walk Wanderer whence wild winds wish words youth
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Strana 368 - For whilst to the shame of slow-endeavouring art Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart Hath from the leaves of thy unvalued book Those Delphic lines with deep impression took, Then thou, our fancy of itself bereaving, Dost make us marble with too much conceiving...
Strana xi - Paradise, and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields — like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main — why should they be A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was ? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day.
Strana 154 - Eternal ! What if these Did never break the stillness that prevails Here, if the solemn nightingale be mute, And the soft woodlark here did never chant Her vespers, Nature fails not to provide Impulse and utterance. The whispering air Sends inspiration from the shadowy heights, And blind recesses of the caverned rocks...
Strana 114 - One adequate support For the calamities of mortal life Exists — one only; an assured belief That the procession of our fate, howe'er Sad or disturbed, is ordered by a Being Of infinite benevolence and power; Whose everlasting purposes embrace All accidents, converting them to good. — The darts of anguish fix not where the seat Of suffering hath been thoroughly fortified By acquiescence in the Will supreme For time and for eternity...
Strana 69 - The appearance instantaneously disclosed, Was of a mighty city— boldly say A wilderness of building, sinking far And self-withdrawn into a wondrous depth, Far sinking into splendour — without end! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted...
Strana 69 - With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars — illumination of all gems ! By earthly nature had the effect been wrought Upon the dark materials of the storm Now pacified; on them, and on the coves And mountain-steeps and summits, whereunto The vapours had receded, taking there Their station under a cerulean sky.
Strana xi - How exquisitely the individual Mind (And the progressive powers perhaps no less Of the whole species) to the external World Is fitted :—and how exquisitely too— Theme this but little heard of among men— The external World is fitted to the Mind ; And the creation (by no lower name Can it be called) which they with blended might Accomplish :—this is our high argument.
Strana x - Not Chaos, not The darkest pit of lowest Erebus, Nor aught of blinder vacancy — scooped out By help of dreams, can breed such fear and awe As fall upon us often when we look Into our minds, into the mind of man, My haunt, and the main region of my song.
Strana 144 - Towards the crescent moon, with grateful heart Called on the lovely wanderer who bestowed That timely light, to share his joyous sport: And hence, a beaming goddess * with her nymphs, Across the lawn and through the darksome grove (Not unaccompanied with tuneful notes, By echo multiplied from rock or cave), Swept in the storm of chase, as moon and stars Glance rapidly along the clouded heaven, When winds are blowing strong.
Strana 151 - ... glorious as her own, Yea, with her own incorporated, by power Capacious and serene. Like power abides In man's celestial spirit ; virtue thus Sets forth and magnifies herself ; thus feeds A calm, a beautiful, and silent fire, From the encumbrances of mortal life, From error, disappointment — nay, from guilt ; And sometimes, so relenting justice wills, From palpable oppressions of despair.