Wordsworth's Shorter PoemsCollins, 1916 - 98 pages |
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beauty behold bird blessed breath bright cheerful child clouds creature dance dark dead dear death deep delight doth dwell earth face fair fear feel field flower forms give glad gone grass green half happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven hill horse hour human kind lamb light living lofty lonely look maid mind moon morning motion mountain Nature never once pass past play pleasure praise rest river rocks round seemed seen shepherd side sight silent sing Sir Walter sister song sorrow soul sound spirit spring standing star stone stopped stream sweet tale tell thee things thou art thought traveller trees turned voice WANDERED wild wind wish wood young
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Page 43 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie, His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Page 87 - Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good: Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Page 94 - That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this *Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur; other gifts Have followed; for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompense.
Page 9 - You say that two at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea, Yet ye are seven ? I pray you tell, Sweet maid, how this may be ? Then did the little maid reply, " Seven boys and girls are we ; Two of us in the churchyard lie Beneath the churchyard tree.
Page 84 - 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.
Page 83 - Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.
Page 54 - I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Page 9 - 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.
Page 43 - MY heart leaps up when I behold A Rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a Man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! The Child is Father of the Man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety, TO A BUTTERFLY.
Page 92 - 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...