Lyrical Ballads: With a Few Other PoemsJ. & A. Arch, 1798 - 210 páginas "A landmark in Romanticism, and one of the most celebrated of all collaborative literary works, Lyrical Ballads includes Wordsworth's 'Tintern Abbey' and the earliest version of Coleridge's 'Rime of the Ancyent Marinere'. Originally the poem 'Lewti' appeared on pages 63-7; but as this was known to be by Coleridge and the authors wished to preserve their anonymity, these leaves were cancelled before publication and replaced by 'The Nightingale'. The corresponding change was made in the table of contents"--Abebooks website. Pagination errors remained as a result of the substitution of 'The Nightingale." |
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... the author's wishes , that they should consent to be pleased in spite of that most dreadful enemy to our pleasures , our own pre - established codes of decision . Readers of superior judgment may disapprove of the style in ii .
... the author's wishes , that they should consent to be pleased in spite of that most dreadful enemy to our pleasures , our own pre - established codes of decision . Readers of superior judgment may disapprove of the style in ii .
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... Through pastures not his own , the master took ; My Father dared his greedy wish gainsay ; He loved his old hereditary nook , And ill could I the thought of such sad parting brook . But , when he had refused the proffered gold , 71.
... Through pastures not his own , the master took ; My Father dared his greedy wish gainsay ; He loved his old hereditary nook , And ill could I the thought of such sad parting brook . But , when he had refused the proffered gold , 71.
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... wishes stirr'd , Near the sea - side I reached a ruined fort : There , pains which nature could no more support , With blindness linked , did on my vitals fall ; Dizzy my brain , with interruption short Of hideous sense ; I sunk , nor ...
... wishes stirr'd , Near the sea - side I reached a ruined fort : There , pains which nature could no more support , With blindness linked , did on my vitals fall ; Dizzy my brain , with interruption short Of hideous sense ; I sunk , nor ...
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... from the tall larch That stands beside our door . There is a blessing in the air , Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees , and mountains bare , And grass in the green field . My Sister ! ( ' tis a wish of mine VII.
... from the tall larch That stands beside our door . There is a blessing in the air , Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees , and mountains bare , And grass in the green field . My Sister ! ( ' tis a wish of mine VII.
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... wish of mine ) Now that our morning meal is done , Make haste , your morning task resign ; Come forth and feel the sun . Edward will come with you , and pray , Put on with speed your woodland dress , And bring no book , for this one day ...
... wish of mine ) Now that our morning meal is done , Make haste , your morning task resign ; Come forth and feel the sun . Edward will come with you , and pray , Put on with speed your woodland dress , And bring no book , for this one day ...
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Lyrical Ballads: William Wordsworth and Samuel Taylor Coleridge R. L. Brett,A. R. Jones Pré-visualização limitada - 2002 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Albatross ancyent Marinere babe behold Beneath Betty Foy Betty's birds black lips body breath breeze bright bright eye child church-yard cold dead dear door doth dreadful fair father fear FOSTER-MOTHER gentle Goody Blake green grief happy Harry Gill hath head hear heard heart heaven Hermit high crag hill of moss idiot boy idle Johnny Johnny's Kilve land of mist limbs Liswyn farm live look Martha Ray mind mist moon moonlight mountain mov'd never night o'er oh misery owlets pain pass'd pleasure pond pony pony's poor old poor Susan porringer pray Quoth round sails Ship side silent Simon Lee snow soul spirit stars Stephen Hill stood sweet tale tears tell thee There's things thorn thou thought thro tree turn'd Twas voice wedding-guest wherefore wild wind woman wood Young Harry
Passagens conhecidas
Página 111 - 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.
Página 210 - And these my exhortations ! Nor, perchance, If I should be, where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence, wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together ; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came, Unwearied in that service : rather say With warmer love, oh ! with far deeper zeal Of holier love.
Página 7 - The bride hath paced into the hall, Red as a rose is she; Nodding their heads before her goes The merry minstrelsy.
Página 205 - The picture of the mind revives again ; While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years.
Página 202 - That on a wild, secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion, and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky.
Página 35 - Still as a slave before his lord, The ocean hath no blast; His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast— If he may know which way to go; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Página 112 - Then did the little maid reply, " Seven boys and girls are we ; Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree." "You run about, my little maid, Your limbs they are alive; If two are in the churchyard laid, Then ye are only five." "Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little maid replied, " Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
Página 203 - 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...
Página 210 - When these wild ecstasies shall be matured 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; oh! then, If solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief. Should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts Of tender joy wilt thou remember me, And these my exhortations'.
Página 206 - 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.
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