The Poetical Works of William WordsworthA. and W. Galignani, 1828 - 340 pagine |
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William Wordsworth. The mountain , and the deep and gloomy wood , Their colours and their forms were then to me An appetite , a feeling , and a love , That had no need of a remoter charm , By thought supplied , or any interest Unborrow'd ...
William Wordsworth. The mountain , and the deep and gloomy wood , Their colours and their forms were then to me An appetite , a feeling , and a love , That had no need of a remoter charm , By thought supplied , or any interest Unborrow'd ...
Pagina 19
... woods , and green - hills warm : There surely must some reason be Why you would change sweet Liswyn farm For Kilve by the green sea . » At this , my Boy hung down his head , He blush'd with shame , nor made reply ; And five times to the ...
... woods , and green - hills warm : There surely must some reason be Why you would change sweet Liswyn farm For Kilve by the green sea . » At this , my Boy hung down his head , He blush'd with shame , nor made reply ; And five times to the ...
Pagina 20
... wood , And carols loud and strong . A thousand Lambs are on the rocks , All newly born ! both earth and sky Keep jubilee ; and more than all , Those Boys with their green Coronal , They never hear the cry , That plaintive cry ! which up ...
... wood , And carols loud and strong . A thousand Lambs are on the rocks , All newly born ! both earth and sky Keep jubilee ; and more than all , Those Boys with their green Coronal , They never hear the cry , That plaintive cry ! which up ...
Pagina 21
... woods At noon ; and mid the calm of summer nights , When , by the margin of the trembling Lake , Beneath the gloomy hills , I homeward went In solitude , such intercourse was mine : T was mine among the fields both day and night , And ...
... woods At noon ; and mid the calm of summer nights , When , by the margin of the trembling Lake , Beneath the gloomy hills , I homeward went In solitude , such intercourse was mine : T was mine among the fields both day and night , And ...
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... wood , and pastoral cove ; Where Derwent stops his course to rear the roar That stuns the tremulous cliffs of high Lodore ... woods . And wild Impatience , panting upward , show'd Where , tipp'd with gold , the mountain - summits glow'd ...
... wood , and pastoral cove ; Where Derwent stops his course to rear the roar That stuns the tremulous cliffs of high Lodore ... woods . And wild Impatience , panting upward , show'd Where , tipp'd with gold , the mountain - summits glow'd ...
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Pagina 249 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong: I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay...
Pagina 128 - Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending; — I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill The music in my heart I bore, Long...
Pagina 102 - When these wild ecstasies shall be matured Into a sober pleasure; when thy mind Shall be a mansion for all lovely forms, Thy memory be as a dwelling-place For all sweet sounds and harmonies; oh! then, If solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief. Should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts Of tender joy wilt thou remember me, And these my exhortations'.
Pagina 81 - Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears and smiles.
Pagina 17 - You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. "To-night will be a stormy night — You to the town must go; And take a lantern, Child, to light Your mother through the snow.
Pagina 128 - Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; 0 listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
Pagina 92 - As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie Couched on the bald top of an eminence ; Wonder to all who do the same espy, By what means it could thither come, and whence; So that it seems a thing endued with sense : Like a sea-beast crawled forth, that on a shelf Of rock or sand reposeth, there to sun itself...
Pagina 119 - Mindless of its just honours ; with this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief ; The sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow: a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faery-land To struggle through dark ways; and when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The thing became a...
Pagina 101 - Is lightened: — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Pagina 81 - 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.