The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 5Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1827 |
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... Friend , the Wanderer , of whom he gives an account - The Wanderer while - resting under the shade of the Trees that surround the Cottage relates the History of its last Inhabitant . BOOK FIRST . " TWAS THE WANDERER . WAS summer.
... Friend , the Wanderer , of whom he gives an account - The Wanderer while - resting under the shade of the Trees that surround the Cottage relates the History of its last Inhabitant . BOOK FIRST . " TWAS THE WANDERER . WAS summer.
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William Wordsworth. BOOK FIRST . " TWAS THE WANDERER . WAS summer , and the sun had mounted high : Southward the landscape indistinctly glared Through a pale steam ; but all the northern downs , In clearest air ascending , show'd far off ...
William Wordsworth. BOOK FIRST . " TWAS THE WANDERER . WAS summer , and the sun had mounted high : Southward the landscape indistinctly glared Through a pale steam ; but all the northern downs , In clearest air ascending , show'd far off ...
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... a cruel tongue : at other times He toss'd them with a false unnatural joy : And ' twas a rueful thing to see the looks Of the poor innocent children . " Every smile , " Said Margaret to me , here beneath these trees , c 2 THE WANDERER . 27.
... a cruel tongue : at other times He toss'd them with a false unnatural joy : And ' twas a rueful thing to see the looks Of the poor innocent children . " Every smile , " Said Margaret to me , here beneath these trees , c 2 THE WANDERER . 27.
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... Twas the time of early spring ; I left her busy with her garden tools ; And well remember , o'er that fence she look'd , And , while I paced along the foot - way path , Call'd out , and sent a blessing after me , With tender ...
... Twas the time of early spring ; I left her busy with her garden tools ; And well remember , o'er that fence she look'd , And , while I paced along the foot - way path , Call'd out , and sent a blessing after me , With tender ...
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... Twas chased away : for , tow'rd the western side Of the broad Vale , casting a casual glance , We saw a throng of People ; - wherefore met ? — Blithe notes of music , suddenly let loose On the thrill'd ear , and flags uprising , yield ...
... Twas chased away : for , tow'rd the western side Of the broad Vale , casting a casual glance , We saw a throng of People ; - wherefore met ? — Blithe notes of music , suddenly let loose On the thrill'd ear , and flags uprising , yield ...
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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.