The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 5Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1827 |
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... look Into our Minds , into the Mind of Man , My haunt , and the main region of my Song . Beauty - a living Presence of the earth , Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth's materials ...
... look Into our Minds , into the Mind of Man , My haunt , and the main region of my Song . Beauty - a living Presence of the earth , Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth's materials ...
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... ample shade , Where the wren warbles ; while the dreaming Man , Half conscious of the soothing melody , With side - long eye looks out upon the scene , By power of that impending covert thrown To finer distance B 2 The Wanderer.
... ample shade , Where the wren warbles ; while the dreaming Man , Half conscious of the soothing melody , With side - long eye looks out upon the scene , By power of that impending covert thrown To finer distance B 2 The Wanderer.
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... looks too thoughtful for my years . As I grew up , it was my best delight To be his chosen Comrade . Many a time , On holidays , we rambled through the woods : we walk'd ; he pleased me with report We sate Of things which he had seen ...
... looks too thoughtful for my years . As I grew up , it was my best delight To be his chosen Comrade . Many a time , On holidays , we rambled through the woods : we walk'd ; he pleased me with report We sate Of things which he had seen ...
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... looks of happy things , Or flowing from the universal face Of earth and sky . But he had felt the power Of Nature ... look'd- Such was the Boy - but for the growing Youth What soul was his , when , from the naked top Of some bold ...
... looks of happy things , Or flowing from the universal face Of earth and sky . But he had felt the power Of Nature ... look'd- Such was the Boy - but for the growing Youth What soul was his , when , from the naked top Of some bold ...
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... look on Nature with a humble heart , Self - question'd where it did not understand , And with a superstitious eye of love . So pass'd the time ; yet to the nearest town He duly went with what small overplus His earnings might supply ...
... look on Nature with a humble heart , Self - question'd where it did not understand , And with a superstitious eye of love . So pass'd the time ; yet to the nearest town He duly went with what small overplus His earnings might supply ...
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age to age aught beauty behold beneath breath bright calm ceased cheerful Child Church-yard clouds Cottage course dark 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 guardian rocks hand happy hath heard heart Heaven hills hope hour human labour less light live lofty lonely look mind mortal mountain muse Nature Nature's o'er pains pass'd Pastor peace pensive pity pleased pleasure praise pure racter rest Rill rocks round S. T. Coleridge sate savage Nations seat seem'd shade side sight silent smile smooth Solitary solitude sorrow soul spake speak spirit stood stream sublime tender things thoughts tow'rd trees truth turn twas Vale vex'd Vicar virtue voice Wanderer whence wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH winds wish words Youth
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Page 178 - Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith ; and there are times, I doubt not, when to you it doth impart Authentic tidings of invisible things; Of ebb and flow, and ever-during power; And central peace, subsisting at the heart Of endless agitation.
Page 82 - 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 ; here, serene pavilions bright In avenues disposed : there towers begirt With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars...
Page 6 - Oh ! many are the Poets that are sown By Nature ; men endowed with highest gifts, The vision and the faculty divine ; Yet wanting the accomplishment of verse...
Page xiv - 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.
Page 81 - 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 splendor — without end ! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted...
Page xiv - 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. — I, long before the blissful hour arrives, Would chant, in lonely peace, the spousal verse Of this great consummation...
Page 177 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Page 132 - 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; by faith, Faith absolute in God, including hope, And the defence that lies in boundless love Of his perfections; with habitual dread Of aught unworthily conceived, endured Impatiently, ill-done, or left undone, To the dishonor of his holy name.
Page 24 - Oh, Sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket.
Page 42 - mid the calm oblivious tendencies Of nature, 'mid her plants, and weeds, and flowers, And silent overgrowings, still survived.