The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 7William Paterson, 1885 |
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... bright as polar ice , Their radiance through the woods - may yet suffice To sap your hardy virtue , and abate Your love of Him upon whose forehead sate The crown of thorns ; whose life - blood flowed , the price Of your redemption ...
... bright as polar ice , Their radiance through the woods - may yet suffice To sap your hardy virtue , and abate Your love of Him upon whose forehead sate The crown of thorns ; whose life - blood flowed , the price Of your redemption ...
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... BRIGHT - HAIRED company of youthful slaves , Beautiful strangers , stand within the pale Of a sad market , ranged for public sale , Where Tiber's stream the immortal2 City laves : ANGLI by name ; and not an ANGEL waves His wing who ...
... BRIGHT - HAIRED company of youthful slaves , Beautiful strangers , stand within the pale Of a sad market , ranged for public sale , Where Tiber's stream the immortal2 City laves : ANGLI by name ; and not an ANGEL waves His wing who ...
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... bright a gleam Pours on the surface of the turbid Stream ! What heartfelt fragrance mingles with the gale That swells the bosom of our passing sail ! For where , but on this River's margin , blow Those flowers of chivalry , to bind the ...
... bright a gleam Pours on the surface of the turbid Stream ! What heartfelt fragrance mingles with the gale That swells the bosom of our passing sail ! For where , but on this River's margin , blow Those flowers of chivalry , to bind the ...
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... bright regions , casting many a glance Upon the dream - like issues - the romance 1 Of many - coloured life that 2 Fortune pours Round the Crusaders , till on distant shores Their labours end ; or they return to lie , The vow performed ...
... bright regions , casting many a glance Upon the dream - like issues - the romance 1 Of many - coloured life that 2 Fortune pours Round the Crusaders , till on distant shores Their labours end ; or they return to lie , The vow performed ...
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... bright ! Not more attractive to the dazzled sight Those watery glories , on the stormy brine Poured forth , while summer suns at distance shine , And the green vales lie hushed in sober light ! XXIII . CONTINUED . YET many a Novice of ...
... bright ! Not more attractive to the dazzled sight Those watery glories , on the stormy brine Poured forth , while summer suns at distance shine , And the green vales lie hushed in sober light ! XXIII . CONTINUED . YET many a Novice of ...
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Ambleside ancient aught beauty bird Bishop blest Bothwell Castle bowers breath bright brow cheer Christian Church clouds Coleorton Comp Compare crown dear divine Dorothy Wordsworth doth dread earth England fair faith Fancy fear feel Fenwick note flowers Forum Trajanum gentle George Beaumont gleam grace Grasmere hand happy hath heard heart Heaven Henry Reed hill holy hope Isle King Lady Beaumont light living look Lord meek memory mind morn mountain Muse Nature night o'er passed peace Penrith poem prayer proud Rhine river Derwent river Mynach Roman round Rydal Mount sacred scorn shade sigh smile smooth soft song Sonnet soul spirit spread St Bees stanza stars stone stream sweet tears thee thou thought towers Trajan Trajan's Column trees truth vale verse voice Wicliffe wild wind wings Wishing-gate words Written at Rydal
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Page 140 - Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood Of harmony, with instinct more divine; Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home...
Page 159 - Petrarch's wound; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief ; The sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow: a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faery-land To struggle through dark ways; and when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The thing became a trumpet ; whence he blew Soul-animating strains — alas, too few...
Page 47 - Thus this brook has conveyed his ashes into Avon, Avon into Severn, Severn into the narrow seas, they into the main ocean; and thus the ashes of Wickliffe are the emblem of his doctrine, which now is dispersed all the world over.
Page 113 - To the solid ground Of nature trusts the Mind that builds for aye Convinced that there, there only, she can lay Secure foundations.
Page 76 - Bodies fall by wild sword-law ; • But who would force the Soul, tilts with a straw Against a Champion cased in adamant.
Page 177 - To the last point of vision, and beyond, Mount, daring warbler! — that love-prompted strain — 'Twixt thee and thine a never-failing bond — Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain: Yet might'st thou seem, proud privilege! to sing All independent of the leafy spring.
Page 75 - THERE are no colours in the fairest sky So fair as these. The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an Angel's wing. With moistened eye We read of faith and purest charity = In Statesman, Priest, and humble Citizen: O could we copy their mild virtues, then What joy to live, what blessedness to die!
Page 275 - A TROUBLE, not of clouds, or weeping rain, Nor of the setting sun's pathetic light Engendered, hangs o'er Eildon's triple height : Spirits of power, assembled there, complain For kindred power departing from their sight ; While Tweed, best pleased in chanting a blithe strain, Saddens his voice again, and yet again. Lift up your hearts, ye mourners ! for the might Of the whole world's good wishes with him goes ; Blessings and prayers in nobler retinue Than sceptred king or laurelled conqueror knows,...
Page 203 - A Voice to Light gave Being ; To Time, and man his earthborn chronicler ; A Voice shall finish doubt and dim foreseeing, And sweep away life's visionary stir ; The trumpet (we, intoxicate with pride, Arm at its blast for deadly wars) To archangelic lips applied, The grave shall open, quench the stars.
Page 116 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.