The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 2Edward Moxon, 1836 |
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... hand , to scare His melancholy . A hundred times , by rock or bower , Ere thus I have lain couched an hour , Have I derived from thy sweet power Some apprehension ; Some steady love ; some brief delight ; Some memory that had taken ...
... hand , to scare His melancholy . A hundred times , by rock or bower , Ere thus I have lain couched an hour , Have I derived from thy sweet power Some apprehension ; Some steady love ; some brief delight ; Some memory that had taken ...
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... hands And suit their slender lays . Some , still more delicate of ear , Have lutes ( believe my words ) Whose framework is of gossamer , While sunbeams are the chords . Gay Sylphs this miniature will court , Made vocal by their brushing ...
... hands And suit their slender lays . Some , still more delicate of ear , Have lutes ( believe my words ) Whose framework is of gossamer , While sunbeams are the chords . Gay Sylphs this miniature will court , Made vocal by their brushing ...
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... benign , A simple flower deceives . Concealed from friends who might disturb Thy quiet with no ill intent , Secure from evil eyes and hands On barbarous plunder bent , Rest , Mother - bird ! and when thy young 66 A WREN'S NEST .
... benign , A simple flower deceives . Concealed from friends who might disturb Thy quiet with no ill intent , Secure from evil eyes and hands On barbarous plunder bent , Rest , Mother - bird ! and when thy young 66 A WREN'S NEST .
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William Wordsworth. Maternal Flora ! show thy face , And let thy hand be seen , Thy hand here sprinkling tiny flowers , That , as they touch the green , Take root ( so seems it ) and look up In honour of their Queen . Yet , sooth , those ...
William Wordsworth. Maternal Flora ! show thy face , And let thy hand be seen , Thy hand here sprinkling tiny flowers , That , as they touch the green , Take root ( so seems it ) and look up In honour of their Queen . Yet , sooth , those ...
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... hands with shout and stare , What would little Tabby care For the plaudits of the crowd ? Over happy to be proud , Over wealthy in the treasure Of her own exceeding pleasure ! ' Tis a pretty baby - treat ; Nor , I deem , for me unmeet ...
... hands with shout and stare , What would little Tabby care For the plaudits of the crowd ? Over happy to be proud , Over wealthy in the treasure Of her own exceeding pleasure ! ' Tis a pretty baby - treat ; Nor , I deem , for me unmeet ...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: With a Memoir : Seven ..., Volume 2 William Wordsworth Visualização integral - 1878 |
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