Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Band 1T.N. Longman and O. Rees, Paternoster-Row, 1800 |
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... feelings, and honor the feelings of others, when you engage in intellectual arguments or discussionsaboutwhat needs to bedone? The goalof these applications isto illustrate howtaking feelings seriously, and including them in discussions ...
... feelings, and honor the feelings of others, when you engage in intellectual arguments or discussionsaboutwhat needs to bedone? The goalof these applications isto illustrate howtaking feelings seriously, and including them in discussions ...
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... feelings both from “grander passions like anger and fear” (partly understood as grandbecause they can motivate people todo things, even grandthings) andbad feelings like shameand melancholiaand sympathy thatare associatedwith(orcan ...
... feelings both from “grander passions like anger and fear” (partly understood as grandbecause they can motivate people todo things, even grandthings) andbad feelings like shameand melancholiaand sympathy thatare associatedwith(orcan ...
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... feelings. While I agree that feelings areneither good norbad, I prefer totalkabout them as congruent withthe stimuli that produce them. But this construction—“Feelings are neitherright nor wrong; they just are”—devalues theuse ...
... feelings. While I agree that feelings areneither good norbad, I prefer totalkabout them as congruent withthe stimuli that produce them. But this construction—“Feelings are neitherright nor wrong; they just are”—devalues theuse ...
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... feelings. e Positive to Negative Feelings Ratio Your brain has several mechanisms that promote their fitness, by generating positive and negative feelings. ey generate positive feelings when you do something (or something happens to you) ...
... feelings. e Positive to Negative Feelings Ratio Your brain has several mechanisms that promote their fitness, by generating positive and negative feelings. ey generate positive feelings when you do something (or something happens to you) ...
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... feelings and then move on to a more positive view based on rational analysis, once the presentation began she allowed herself to “talk from the heart.” The feelings she expressed were real feelings, and she expressed them authentically ...
... feelings and then move on to a more positive view based on rational analysis, once the presentation began she allowed herself to “talk from the heart.” The feelings she expressed were real feelings, and she expressed them authentically ...
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Albatross ANCIENT MARINER babe beauty Beneath Betty Foy Betty's birds black lips breeze bright chatter child composition dead dear door dreadful fair father fear feelings friends Goody Blake green happy Harry Gill hath head hear heard heart Hermit high crag hill of moss hope idiot boy Johnny Johnny's Kilve land of mist limbs Liswyn farm look look'd Martha Ray metre mind mist moon moonlight mountain mov'd nature never night numbers o'er oh misery old Susan owlets pain passion pleasure Poems Poet poetic diction Poetry pond pony poor old poor Susan porringer pray prose Quoth Reader sails Ship silent SIMON LEE song soul spirit stanza stars Stephen Hill stood Susan Gale sweet tale tautology tears tell thee There's things thorn thou thought thro tion Twas verse voice wedding-guest weep wherefore wild wind wood words Young Harry
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Seite 198 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, 'Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay ! Farewell, farewell!
Seite 172 - A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet.
Seite 208 - My dear dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear dear Sister! and this prayer I make Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lend From joy to joy...
Seite 209 - 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...
Seite 204 - 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. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer thro...
Seite 2 - Nor less I deem that there are powers Which of themselves our minds impress ; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Seite 55 - Her eyes were fair, and very fair : Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they ? I pray you tell.
Seite 189 - The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the Moon. The rock shone bright, the kirk no less That stands above the rock: The moonlight...
Seite 4 - The sun above the mountain's head, A freshening lustre mellow, Through all the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books! 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music; on my life There's more of wisdom in it. And hark! how blithe the throstle sings!
Seite 141 - And she forgave me, that I gazed Too fondly on her face! But when I told the cruel scorn That crazed that bold and lovely Knight, And that he cross'd the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night; That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade— There came and look'd him in the face An angel beautiful and bright; And that he knew it was a Fiend, This miserable Knight!