The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 2Thomas Y. Crowell & Company, 1892 - 951 pages |
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Page 463
... pleasures and pursuits Of yet another summer's day , consumed In wandering with us . When I reported this promise of the Solitary , and long after , it was my wish , and I might say in- tention , that we should resume our wanderings ...
... pleasures and pursuits Of yet another summer's day , consumed In wandering with us . When I reported this promise of the Solitary , and long after , it was my wish , and I might say in- tention , that we should resume our wanderings ...
Page 472
... pleasure was : And poverty brought on a petted mood And a sore temper : day by day he drooped , And he would leave his work - and to the town Would turn without an errand his slack steps ; Or wander here and there among the fields . One ...
... pleasure was : And poverty brought on a petted mood And a sore temper : day by day he drooped , And he would leave his work - and to the town Would turn without an errand his slack steps ; Or wander here and there among the fields . One ...
Page 473
... pleasure , never marked By reason , barren of all future good . But we have known that there is often found In mournful thoughts , and always might be found , A power to virtue friendly ; were ' t not so , I am a dreamer among men ...
... pleasure , never marked By reason , barren of all future good . But we have known that there is often found In mournful thoughts , and always might be found , A power to virtue friendly ; were ' t not so , I am a dreamer among men ...
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... pleasures of the pasturing herd To happy contemplation soothed his walk ; How the poor brute's condition , forced to run Its course of suffering in the public road , Sad contrast ! all too often smote his heart With unavailing pity ...
... pleasures of the pasturing herd To happy contemplation soothed his walk ; How the poor brute's condition , forced to run Its course of suffering in the public road , Sad contrast ! all too often smote his heart With unavailing pity ...
Page 480
... pleasure , ere their time , May roll in chariots , or provoke the hoofs Of the fleet coursers they bestride , to ... pleasures of the day ; Checking the finer spirits that refuse To flow when purposes are lightly changed ? A length of ...
... pleasure , ere their time , May roll in chariots , or provoke the hoofs Of the fleet coursers they bestride , to ... pleasures of the day ; Checking the finer spirits that refuse To flow when purposes are lightly changed ? A length of ...
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Page 670 - Still glides the Stream, and shall for ever glide; The Form remains, the Function never dies ; While we, the brave, the mighty, and the wise, We Men, who in our morn of youth defied The elements, must vanish ; — be it so ! Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour ; And if, as toward the silent tomb we go, Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendent dower, We feel that we are greater than we know.
Page 581 - O for the coming of that glorious time When, prizing knowledge as her noblest wealth And best protection, this imperial realm, While she exacts allegiance, shall admit An obligation on her part to teach Them who are born to serve her and obey ; Binding herself by statute to secure For all the children whom her soil maintains The rudiments of letters, and inform The mind with moral and religious truth...
Page 893 - What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones, The labour of an age in piled stones, Or that his hallowed relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of Fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Page 800 - MOST sweet it is with unuplifted eyes To pace the ground, if path be there or none, While a fair region round the traveller lies Which he forbears again to look upon; Pleased rather with some soft ideal scene, The work of Fancy, or some happy tone Of meditation, slipping in between The beauty coming and the beauty gone.
Page 490 - And self-withdrawn into a boundless depth Far sinking into splendour— without end ! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted ; here, serene pavilions bright, In avenues disposed ; there, towers begirt With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars...
Page 865 - So fair, so sweet, withal so sensitive, Would that the little Flowers were born to live, Conscious of half the pleasure which they give ; That to this mountain-daisy's self were known The beauty of its star-shaped shadow, thrown On the smooth surface of this naked stone...
Page 577 - The moving waters, and the invisible air. Whate'er exists hath properties that spread Beyond itself, communicating good, A simple blessing, or with evil mixed ; Spirit that knows no insulated spot, No chasm, no solitude ; from link to link It circulates, the Soul of all the worlds.
Page 597 - O that some minstrel's harp were near, To utter notes of gladness, And chase this silence from the air, That fills my heart with sadness ! Yet why? a silvery current flows With uncontrolled meanderings; Nor have these eyes by greener hills Been soothed, in all my wanderings.
Page 885 - Of troublous and distress'd mortality, That thus make way unto the ugly birth Of their own sorrows, and do still beget Affliction upon imbecility ; Yet, seeing thus the course of things must run, He looks thereon not strange, but as fore-done. And whilst distraught Ambition compasses And is encompassed ; whilst as Craft deceives And is deceived ; whilst man doth ransack man, And builds on blood, and rises by distress ; And th...
Page 517 - twas ever meant That we should pry far off, yet be unraised ; That we should pore, and dwindle as we pore, Viewing all objects unremittingly In disconnection dead and spiritless; And still dividing and dividing still Break down all grandeur, still unsatisfied With the perverse attempt, while littleness May yet become more little ; waging thus An impious warfare with the very life Of our own souls...