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... ( never can they know The face of traveller passing to and fro , ) No peasant leans upon his pole , to tell For whom at morning tolled the funeral bell ; Their watch - dog ne'er his angry bark foregoes , Touched by the beggar's moan of ...
... ( never can they know The face of traveller passing to and fro , ) No peasant leans upon his pole , to tell For whom at morning tolled the funeral bell ; Their watch - dog ne'er his angry bark foregoes , Touched by the beggar's moan of ...
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... never feel : and so , lost Man ! On visionary views would fancy feed , Till his eye streamed with tears . In this deep vale He died , this seat his only monument . If Thou be one whose heart the holy forms Of young imagination have kept ...
... never feel : and so , lost Man ! On visionary views would fancy feed , Till his eye streamed with tears . In this deep vale He died , this seat his only monument . If Thou be one whose heart the holy forms Of young imagination have kept ...
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... never more must view . The parting signal streamed - at last the land withdrew . XXXIII . But the calm summer season now was past . On as we drove , the equinoctial deep Ran mountains high before the howling blast , And many perished in ...
... never more must view . The parting signal streamed - at last the land withdrew . XXXIII . But the calm summer season now was past . On as we drove , the equinoctial deep Ran mountains high before the howling blast , And many perished in ...
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... Never on earth was gentler creature seen ; He'd not have robbed the raven of its food . My husband's loving kindness stood between Me and all worldly harms and wrongs however keen . " LXIX . Alas ! the thing she told with labouring ...
... Never on earth was gentler creature seen ; He'd not have robbed the raven of its food . My husband's loving kindness stood between Me and all worldly harms and wrongs however keen . " LXIX . Alas ! the thing she told with labouring ...
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... never can forgive it : but how steadily You paced along , when the bewildering moon- light Mocked me with many a strange fantastic shape ! - I thought the Convent never would appear ; It seemed to move away from us : and yet , That you ...
... never can forgive it : but how steadily You paced along , when the bewildering moon- light Mocked me with many a strange fantastic shape ! - I thought the Convent never would appear ; It seemed to move away from us : and yet , That you ...
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art thou aught beauty behold beneath bird blessed blest bowers breast breath bright brow calm cheer Child clouds Cuckoo dark dear deep delight doth dread dream earth fair faith Fancy fear feel flowers Friend gentle gleam glory grace Grasmere grave green grove hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hill holy hope hour human Idon light live lonely look MARMADUKE meek mighty mind morning mountain Muse Nature Nature's night o'er pain peace Peter Bell pleasure praise rapture rill RIVER DUDDON rock round RYDAL MOUNT Rylstone shade sigh sight silent SIMPLON PASS sleep smile smooth soft song sorrow soul sound spirit St Bees stars stood stream sweet tears thee thine things thou thought towers trees truth Twas vale voice wandering ween wild wind wings woods words Yarrow youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 351 - 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 passed away a glory from the earth.
Seite 351 - 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.
Seite 121 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, 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, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Seite 121 - Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all.
Seite 120 - But oft. in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration...
Seite 351 - 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; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May...
Seite 182 - Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour: England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Seite 351 - I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone. The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat.
Seite 121 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy : for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold...
Seite 182 - O FRIEND ! I know not which way I must look For comfort, being, as I am, opprest, To think that now our life is only drest For show ; mean handy-work of craftsman, cook, Or groom ! We must run glittering like a brook In the open sunshine, or we are unblest : The wealthiest man among us is the best : No grandeur now in nature or in book Delights us. Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry ; and these we adore : Plain living and high thinking are no more : The homely beauty of the good old cause...