The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to BaylySamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1838 |
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Pàgina viii
... thought . If to have worked with the full knowledge that he had a delicate and an arduous task to perform , may have gone far in enabling him to discharge it adequately , he can have but little apprehension of the result . With scarcely ...
... thought . If to have worked with the full knowledge that he had a delicate and an arduous task to perform , may have gone far in enabling him to discharge it adequately , he can have but little apprehension of the result . With scarcely ...
Pàgina 2
... thoughts and feel- ings of others . This is , perhaps , the highest compliment a Poet can receive ; it has been liberally paid to him even by those who know little of the rich mine of which they are but specimens . With him the ...
... thoughts and feel- ings of others . This is , perhaps , the highest compliment a Poet can receive ; it has been liberally paid to him even by those who know little of the rich mine of which they are but specimens . With him the ...
Pàgina 4
... thought of grief ; A timely utterance gave that thought relief , And I again am strong : The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep ; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng ...
... thought of grief ; A timely utterance gave that thought relief , And I again am strong : The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep ; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng ...
Pàgina 7
... thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest ; Delight and liberty , the simple creed Of childhood , whether busy or at rest , With new - fledged hope still ...
... thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest ; Delight and liberty , the simple creed Of childhood , whether busy or at rest , With new - fledged hope still ...
Pàgina 8
... thought will join your throng ; Ye that pipe , and ye that play , Ye that through your hearts to - day Feel the ... thoughts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death , - In years that bring the ...
... thought will join your throng ; Ye that pipe , and ye that play , Ye that through your hearts to - day Feel the ... thoughts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death , - In years that bring the ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 13 - 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.
Pàgina 49 - 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.
Pàgina 10 - 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.
Pàgina 12 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Pàgina 7 - 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.
Pàgina 31 - 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.
Pàgina 125 - 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?
Pàgina 125 - 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...
Pàgina 10 - 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...
Pàgina 7 - 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...