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... s dream , ) I hurried with him to our orchard plot , And he beheld the moon , and
, hush ' d at once , Suspends his sobs , and laughs most silently , While his fair
eyes , that swam with undropt tears , Did glitter in the yellow moon - beam .
... s dream , ) I hurried with him to our orchard plot , And he beheld the moon , and
, hush ' d at once , Suspends his sobs , and laughs most silently , While his fair
eyes , that swam with undropt tears , Did glitter in the yellow moon - beam .
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High were his hopes of me , for his love was strong , and finding an
understanding and creative spirit in me , ready tears , repentance close upon
offence , and simple notions of the nature of ill , he never thought the heart could
be wrong .
High were his hopes of me , for his love was strong , and finding an
understanding and creative spirit in me , ready tears , repentance close upon
offence , and simple notions of the nature of ill , he never thought the heart could
be wrong .
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... intelligence had descended , was curate of Langdale , having returned to the
haunts of his boyhood , to be for a while an example of the gentlest piety , — and
to die . He did not go to the grave “ Without the meed of some melodious tear .
... intelligence had descended , was curate of Langdale , having returned to the
haunts of his boyhood , to be for a while an example of the gentlest piety , — and
to die . He did not go to the grave “ Without the meed of some melodious tear .
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... he has left the following interesting and characteristic account in one of his
notebooks . “ Calne , a place I can never think of without a strong twitching of the
eye , though I have long lost the comfort of tears . Alas , what was I then ! what
might ...
... he has left the following interesting and characteristic account in one of his
notebooks . “ Calne , a place I can never think of without a strong twitching of the
eye , though I have long lost the comfort of tears . Alas , what was I then ! what
might ...
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... that when they talked of me , they might weep tears of tender joy , thinking of
what I might have been , and no painful thought of what I had been , ever joined “
The silent melody of thought that sings A ceaseless requiem to the sainted dead ;
...
... that when they talked of me , they might weep tears of tender joy , thinking of
what I might have been , and no painful thought of what I had been , ever joined “
The silent melody of thought that sings A ceaseless requiem to the sainted dead ;
...
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xl ページ - Shaped by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife; But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, And with new joy and pride The little actor cons another part ; Filling from time to time his
153 ページ - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
xvi ページ - Thou art a Dew-drop, which the morn brings forth, 111 fitted to sustain unkindly shocks ; Or to be trailed along the soiling earth ; A gem that glitters while it lives, And no forewarning gives ; But, at the touch of wrong, without a strife Slips in a moment out of life.
lxix ページ - As high as we have mounted in delight In our dejection do we sink as low; To me that morning did it happen so; And fears and fancies thick upon me came; Dim sadness—and blind thoughts, I knew not, nor could name.
149 ページ - mid cloisters dim, And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars. But thou, my babe ! shalt wander like a breeze By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the crags Of ancient mountain, and beneath the clouds Which image in their bulk both lakes and shores And mountain crags: so shalt thou see and hear The lovely shapes and sounds intelligible Of that eternal language, which thy God Utters, who from eternity doth teach Himself in all, and all things in Himself.
xviii ページ - And think that thou shalt learn far other lore, And in far other scenes ! For I was reared In the great city, pent 'mid cloisters dim, And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars.
xvi ページ - Thou faery Voyager ! that dost float In such clear water, that thy Boat May rather seem To brood on air than on an earthly stream ; Suspended in a stream as clear as sky, Where earth and heaven do make one imagery ; 0 blessed Vision ! happy Child ! That art so exquisitely wild, 1 think of thee with many fears For what may be thy lot in future years.
lxix ページ - All things that love the sun are out of doors; The sky rejoices in the morning's birth; The grass is bright with rain-drops; — on the moors The hare is running races in her mirth; And with her feet she from the plashy earth Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run.
xvi ページ - O THOU! whose fancies from afar are brought; Who of thy words dost make a mock apparel, And fittest to unutterable thought The breeze-like motion and the self-born carol ; Thou faery Voyager ! that dost float In such clear water, that thy Boat May rather seem To brood on air than on an earthly stream ; Suspended in a stream as clear as sky, Where earth and heaven do make one imagery ; 0 blessed Vision ! happy Child...
159 ページ - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renowned, But such as at this day to Indians known In Malabar or Deccan spreads her arms Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillared shade High overarched, and echoing walks between...