Memoirs of William Wordsworth, Poet-laureate, D. C. L.E. Moxon, 1851 |
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... heart in his life , and his life found a voice in his poetry.1 It is very necessary that Posterity should be assured of this , in order that it may have a firmer faith in his principles . And no such guarantee can be given The following ...
... heart in his life , and his life found a voice in his poetry.1 It is very necessary that Posterity should be assured of this , in order that it may have a firmer faith in his principles . And no such guarantee can be given The following ...
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... heart failed . Upon another occasion , while I was at my grandfather's house at Penrith , along with my eldest brother , Richard , we were whipping tops together in the large drawing - room , on which the carpet was only laid down upon ...
... heart failed . Upon another occasion , while I was at my grandfather's house at Penrith , along with my eldest brother , Richard , we were whipping tops together in the large drawing - room , on which the carpet was only laid down upon ...
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... hearts To the mild influence of the finer arts ; Quick to the secret grotto they retire To court majestic truth , or wake the golden lyre ; By generous Emulation taught to rise , The seats of learning brave the distant skies . Then ...
... hearts To the mild influence of the finer arts ; Quick to the secret grotto they retire To court majestic truth , or wake the golden lyre ; By generous Emulation taught to rise , The seats of learning brave the distant skies . Then ...
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... heart the tender tear to flow If Pleasure's soothing song thy soul entice , Or all the gaudy pomp of splendid Vice , Arise superior to the Siren's power , The wretch , the short - lived vision of an hour ; Soon fades her cheek , her ...
... heart the tender tear to flow If Pleasure's soothing song thy soul entice , Or all the gaudy pomp of splendid Vice , Arise superior to the Siren's power , The wretch , the short - lived vision of an hour ; Soon fades her cheek , her ...
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... hearts , is no where more gracefully and sweetly expressed than in the two following sonnets , hitherto unpublished , addressed to the same friend for whom the lower terrace was formed : - On a Portrait of I. F. , painted by Margaret ...
... hearts , is no where more gracefully and sweetly expressed than in the two following sonnets , hitherto unpublished , addressed to the same friend for whom the lower terrace was formed : - On a Portrait of I. F. , painted by Margaret ...
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Strana 203 - 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.
Strana 35 - The Blessing of my later years Was with me when a boy : She gave me eyes, she gave me ears ; And humble cares, and delicate fears ; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears ; And love, and thought, and joy.
Strana 439 - What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What needst thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Strana 134 - He is retired as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noonday grove; And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love.
Strana 380 - In the morning it is green and groweth up, but in the evening it is cut down, dried up, and withered.
Strana 277 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Strana 53 - Ah ! need I say, dear Friend ! that to the brim My heart was full; I made no vows, but vows Were then made for me ; bond unknown to me Was given, that I should be, else sinning greatly, A dedicated Spirit.
Strana 341 - The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay In such a jocund company!
Strana 182 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Strana 248 - Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.