The Miscellaneous Poems of William Wordsworth, Volume 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1820 - 328 pagine |
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Pagina 76
... cliff of fearful edge , Shot , down the headlong path darts with his sledge ; Bright beams the lonely mountain horse ... cliffs , and falling floods , Not undelightful are the simplest charms , Found by the verdant door of mountain farms ...
... cliff of fearful edge , Shot , down the headlong path darts with his sledge ; Bright beams the lonely mountain horse ... cliffs , and falling floods , Not undelightful are the simplest charms , Found by the verdant door of mountain farms ...
Pagina 77
... cliffs between , where sombrous pine And yew - trees o'er the silver rocks recline ; I love to mark the quarry's moving trains , Dwarf panniered steeds , and men , and numerous wains : " Dolcemente feroce . " -TASSO . In this ...
... cliffs between , where sombrous pine And yew - trees o'er the silver rocks recline ; I love to mark the quarry's moving trains , Dwarf panniered steeds , and men , and numerous wains : " Dolcemente feroce . " -TASSO . In this ...
Pagina 78
... cliffs descried , O'erwalk the slender plank from side to side ; These , by the pale - blue rocks that ceaseless ring , Glad from their airy baskets hang and sing . Hung o'er a cloud , above the steep that rears An edge all flame , the ...
... cliffs descried , O'erwalk the slender plank from side to side ; These , by the pale - blue rocks that ceaseless ring , Glad from their airy baskets hang and sing . Hung o'er a cloud , above the steep that rears An edge all flame , the ...
Pagina 79
... cliffs to scale , That , barking busy , ' mid the glittering rocks , Hunts , where he points , the intercepted flocks . Where oaks o'erhang the road the radiance shoots On tawny earth , wild weeds , and twisted roots ; The Druid stones ...
... cliffs to scale , That , barking busy , ' mid the glittering rocks , Hunts , where he points , the intercepted flocks . Where oaks o'erhang the road the radiance shoots On tawny earth , wild weeds , and twisted roots ; The Druid stones ...
Pagina 81
... cliffs embosomed deep ; These fairy holms untrodden , still , and green , Whose shades protect the hidden wave serene ; Whence fragrance scents the water's desart gale , The violet , and the lily of the vale ; Yon Isle , which feels not ...
... cliffs embosomed deep ; These fairy holms untrodden , still , and green , Whose shades protect the hidden wave serene ; Whence fragrance scents the water's desart gale , The violet , and the lily of the vale ; Yon Isle , which feels not ...
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Alps Babe behold beneath Betty Foy Betty's bird bowers breast breath bright brook Brother CASTLE OF INDOLENCE Child church-yard cliffs clouds cottage dark dead dear deep delight door dread Ennerdale eyes fair Fancy Father fear flowers gale GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH gleam gone grave green greenwood tree happy happy day hath hear heard heart Heaven hills hope Idiot Boy images Imagination Johnny Kilve Lake Lamb Laodamia LEONARD light lived look Luke Lyrical Ballads Maid mind Moon morn Mother mountain never night o'er pain pleasure Poems Poet Pony poor porringer PRIEST Protesilaus rill rocks round shade Shepherd shore side sight silent smiles snow song soul sound star steep stream Sugh Susan sweet sweetest thing tears tell thee There's thine things thou art thought thro tidings trees vale ween wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind woods Youth
Brani popolari
Pagina 41 - 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 pain...
Pagina 3 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Pagina 181 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and oh, The difference to me!
Pagina 202 - The youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds. "How pleasant...
Pagina 215 - No Spectre greets me, — no vain Shadow this; Come, blooming Hero, place thee by my side! Give, on this well-known couch, one nuptial kiss To me, this day, a second time thy bride!
Pagina 16 - I —Yet some maintain that to this day She is a living child ; That you may see sweet Lucy Gray Upon the lonesome wild. O'er rough and smooth she trips along, And never looks behind ; And sings a solitary song That whistles in the wind.
Pagina 18 - I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head.
Pagina 15 - The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At day-break on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door. They wept — and, turning homeward, cried, "In heaven we all shall meet;" — When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet.
Pagina 312 - And, as his Father had requested, laid The first stone of the Sheepfold. At the sight...
Pagina 42 - mid the calm of summer nights, When, by the margin of the trembling lake, Beneath the gloomy hills, homeward I went In solitude, such intercourse was mine : Mine was it in the fields both day and night, And by the waters, all the summer long...