The poetical works of William Wordsworth. New and complete annotated ed. Centenary ed, Vydanie 619,Zväzok 5 |
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Strana 75
... Deep Was even the gentlest of all gentle Things . * See upon the subject of the three foregoing pieces the Fountain , & c . & c . , page 215 , vol . iv . Ah ! THEN , if mine had been the Painter's EPITAPHS AND ELEGIAC PIECES . 75 ...
... Deep Was even the gentlest of all gentle Things . * See upon the subject of the three foregoing pieces the Fountain , & c . & c . , page 215 , vol . iv . Ah ! THEN , if mine had been the Painter's EPITAPHS AND ELEGIAC PIECES . 75 ...
Strana 76
... deep distress hath humanised my Soul . Not for a moment could I now behold A smiling sea , and be what I have been : The feeling of my loss will ne'er be old ; This , which I know , I speak with mind serene . Then , Beaumont , Friend ...
... deep distress hath humanised my Soul . Not for a moment could I now behold A smiling sea , and be what I have been : The feeling of my loss will ne'er be old ; This , which I know , I speak with mind serene . Then , Beaumont , Friend ...
Strana 79
... deep she hath regained ; And through the stormy night they steer ; Labouring for life , in hope and fear , To reach a safer shore - how near , Yet not to be attained ! " Silence ! " the brave Commander cried ; To that calm word a shriek ...
... deep she hath regained ; And through the stormy night they steer ; Labouring for life , in hope and fear , To reach a safer shore - how near , Yet not to be attained ! " Silence ! " the brave Commander cried ; To that calm word a shriek ...
Strana 82
... deep ! All vanished in a single word , A breath , a sound , and scarcely heard : Sea - Ship - drowned - Shipwreck — so it came , The meek , the brave , the good , was gone ; He who had been our living John Was nothing but a name . V ...
... deep ! All vanished in a single word , A breath , a sound , and scarcely heard : Sea - Ship - drowned - Shipwreck — so it came , The meek , the brave , the good , was gone ; He who had been our living John Was nothing but a name . V ...
Strana 101
... ? Mourn rather for that holy Spirit , Sweet as the spring , as ocean deep ; For Her who , ere her summer faded , Has sunk into a breathless sleep . No more of old romantic sorrows , For slaughtered Youth EPITAPHS AND ELEGIAC PIECES . 101.
... ? Mourn rather for that holy Spirit , Sweet as the spring , as ocean deep ; For Her who , ere her summer faded , Has sunk into a breathless sleep . No more of old romantic sorrows , For slaughtered Youth EPITAPHS AND ELEGIAC PIECES . 101.
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Strana 78 - Ah ! then if mine had been the painter's hand To express what then I saw, and add the gleam, The light that never was on sea or land, The consecration, and the poet's dream...
Strana 130 - Wisdom and Spirit of the universe ! Thou Soul that art the eternity of thought, That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul ; Not with the mean and vulgar works of man, But with high objects, with enduring things — With life and nature — purifying thus The elements of feeling and of thought, And sanctifying, by such discipline, Both...
Strana 111 - 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 realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised...
Strana 108 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel- I feel it all.
Strana 227 - Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black drizzling crags that spake by the way-side As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream...
Strana 107 - 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 106 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Strana 356 - All meek and silent, save that through a rift — Not distant from the shore whereon we stood, A fixed, abysmal, gloomy breathing-place — Mounted the roar of waters, torrents, streams Innumerable, roaring with one voice ! Heard over earth and sea, and, in that hour, For so it seemed, felt by the starry heavens.
Strana 131 - 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...
Strana 129 - But huge and mighty forms, that do not live Like living men, moved slowly through the mind By day, and were a trouble to my dreams.