Poems, Volume 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme and Brown, 1815 |
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... wild 1798 179 The Idiot Boy 1798 203 Michael , a Pastoral Poem 1800 225 Laodamia POEMS OF THE FANCY . 235 To the Daisy 1807 240 A whirl - blast 1800 242 With how sad steps 1807 243 The Green Linnet 1807 245 To the small Celandine 1807 ...
... wild 1798 179 The Idiot Boy 1798 203 Michael , a Pastoral Poem 1800 225 Laodamia POEMS OF THE FANCY . 235 To the Daisy 1807 240 A whirl - blast 1800 242 With how sad steps 1807 243 The Green Linnet 1807 245 To the small Celandine 1807 ...
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... wild ; And Innocence hath privilege in her To dignify arch looks and laughing eyes ; And feats of cunning ; and the pretty round Of trespasses , affected to provoke Mock - chastisement and partnership in play . And , as a faggot ...
... wild ; And Innocence hath privilege in her To dignify arch looks and laughing eyes ; And feats of cunning ; and the pretty round Of trespasses , affected to provoke Mock - chastisement and partnership in play . And , as a faggot ...
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... Wild , I chanced to see at break of day The solitary Child . No Mate , no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide Moor , -The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door ! You yet may spy the Fawn at play , The Hare upon the Green ...
... Wild , I chanced to see at break of day The solitary Child . No Mate , no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide Moor , -The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door ! You yet may spy the Fawn at play , The Hare upon the Green ...
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... That you may see sweet Lucy Gray Upon the lonesome Wild . O'er rough and smooth she trips along , And never looks behind ; And sings a solitary song That whistles in the wind . VIII . ALICE FELL ; Or Poverty . THE Post 17.
... That you may see sweet Lucy Gray Upon the lonesome Wild . O'er rough and smooth she trips along , And never looks behind ; And sings a solitary song That whistles in the wind . VIII . ALICE FELL ; Or Poverty . THE Post 17.
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... wild- " Then come with me into the chaise . " She sate like one past all relief ; Sob after sob she forth did send In wretchedness , as if her grief Could never , never , have an end . " My Child , in Durham do you dwell ? " She check'd ...
... wild- " Then come with me into the chaise . " She sate like one past all relief ; Sob after sob she forth did send In wretchedness , as if her grief Could never , never , have an end . " My Child , in Durham do you dwell ? " She check'd ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Adam Bruce Babe bagpipes beneath Betty Foy Betty's Bird bower breath bright brook Brother cheerful Child church-yard cliffs cottage crag dead dear deep delight door dread dwell Ennerdale eyes face fair Father fear flowers follow the blind gone grave green happy happy day hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven hills hour Idiot Boy Johnny Johnny's Kilve Lamb Laodamia LEONARD light limbs live look Maid mind Moon morning Mother mountain never night o'er old Susan pain pastoral pipes Poem Pony porringer PRIEST Protesilaus Quantock Hills rills rocks round sail senses fail shade Shepherd shore shout side sight silent sing smiles snow song soul sound steep Sugh summer Susan Gale sweet sweetest thing tears tell thee There's thine things thou art thought trees Twas vale waterfall ween wild wind woods Youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 313 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, " A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. " Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Página 24 - Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
Página 130 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Página 299 - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring ! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery...
Página 131 - I TRAVELLED among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea; Nor, England! did I know till then What love I bore to thee. 'Tis past, that melancholy dream ! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for still I seem To love thee more and more.
Página 310 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Página 47 - Upon the glassy plain; and oftentimes, When we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Came sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Have I, reclining back upon my heels, Stopped short; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me — even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round!
Página 330 - Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale, Down which she so often has tripped with her pail ; And a single small cottage, a nest like a dove's, The one only Dwelling on earth that she loves.
Página 269 - Joyous as morning Thou art laughing and scorning ; Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest, And, though little troubled with sloth, Drunken Lark ! thou wouldst be loth To be such a traveller as I. Happy, happy Liver, With a soul as strong as a mountain river Pouring out praise to the Almighty Giver...
Página 343 - The appropriate business of poetry, (which, nevertheless, if genuine, is as permanent as pure science,) her appropriate employment, her privilege and her duty, is to treat of things not as they are, but as they appear ; not as they exist in themselves, but as they seem to exist to the senses and to the passions.