The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to BaylySamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1838 |
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... wild with glee across the lawn , Or up the mountain springs ; And hers shall be the breathing balm , — And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things . The floating clouds their state shall lend for her the willow bend ; To ...
... wild with glee across the lawn , Or up the mountain springs ; And hers shall be the breathing balm , — And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things . The floating clouds their state shall lend for her the willow bend ; To ...
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... wild reality , And dreams in their development have breath , And tears , and tortures , and the touch of joy : They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts , They take a weight from off our waking toils , They do divide our being ; they ...
... wild reality , And dreams in their development have breath , And tears , and tortures , and the touch of joy : They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts , They take a weight from off our waking toils , They do divide our being ; they ...
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... wilds Of fiery climes he made himself a home , And his soul drank their sunbeams ; he was girt With strange and dusky aspects ; he was not Himself like what he had been on the sea And on the shore he was a wanderer ! There was a mass of ...
... wilds Of fiery climes he made himself a home , And his soul drank their sunbeams ; he was girt With strange and dusky aspects ; he was not Himself like what he had been on the sea And on the shore he was a wanderer ! There was a mass of ...
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... wild sea that to the tempest raves : Το gaze amid the horrors of the night , And only see the billow's gleaming light ; And in the dread of death to think of her , Who , as she listens , sleepless , to the gale , Puts up a silent prayer ...
... wild sea that to the tempest raves : Το gaze amid the horrors of the night , And only see the billow's gleaming light ; And in the dread of death to think of her , Who , as she listens , sleepless , to the gale , Puts up a silent prayer ...
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... wild freshness of morning , Her clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light . Oh , who would not welcome that moment's returning , When passion first waked a new life through his frame , And his soul - like the wood that grows ...
... wild freshness of morning , Her clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light . Oh , who would not welcome that moment's returning , When passion first waked a new life through his frame , And his soul - like the wood that grows ...
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13 ページ - MILTON ! thou shouldst be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
49 ページ - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
10 ページ - Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
12 ページ - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
7 ページ - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
31 ページ - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
125 ページ - Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — do I wake or sleep?
125 ページ - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
10 ページ - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
7 ページ - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone...