Selections from WordsworthD.C. Heath & Company, 1889 - 434 pàgines |
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Pàgina xvi
... Castle of Indolence " " The sun has long been set " • 125 127 130 To H. C. Six Years Old 131 To the Daisy ( first ... Kilchurn Castle , upon Loch Awe Glen - Almain ; or , The Narrow Glen Stepping Westward • 139 141 144 147 149 152 154 ...
... Castle of Indolence " " The sun has long been set " • 125 127 130 To H. C. Six Years Old 131 To the Daisy ( first ... Kilchurn Castle , upon Loch Awe Glen - Almain ; or , The Narrow Glen Stepping Westward • 139 141 144 147 149 152 154 ...
Pàgina 151
... grow old , As fair before me shall behold As I do now the cabin small , The lake , the bay , the waterfall ; And Thee , the Spirit of them all ! 60 70 ADDRESS TO KILCHURN CASTLE , UPON LOCH AWE . From SELECTIONS FROM WORDSWORTH . 151.
... grow old , As fair before me shall behold As I do now the cabin small , The lake , the bay , the waterfall ; And Thee , the Spirit of them all ! 60 70 ADDRESS TO KILCHURN CASTLE , UPON LOCH AWE . From SELECTIONS FROM WORDSWORTH . 151.
Pàgina 152
William Wordsworth. ADDRESS TO KILCHURN CASTLE , UPON LOCH AWE . From the top of the hill a most impressive scene opened upon our view , - - a ruined Castle on an Island ( for an Island the flood had made it ) at some distance from the ...
William Wordsworth. ADDRESS TO KILCHURN CASTLE , UPON LOCH AWE . From the top of the hill a most impressive scene opened upon our view , - - a ruined Castle on an Island ( for an Island the flood had made it ) at some distance from the ...
Pàgina 366
... Kilchurn Castle had been built . - See Shairp's Aspects of Poetry , chap . x . 43. The tradition is that the Castle was built by a Lady during the absence of her Lord in Palestine . This piece is , to me , one of the author's grandest ...
... Kilchurn Castle had been built . - See Shairp's Aspects of Poetry , chap . x . 43. The tradition is that the Castle was built by a Lady during the absence of her Lord in Palestine . This piece is , to me , one of the author's grandest ...
Pàgina 409
... Kilchurn Castle . 1806 . XXII . Nuns fret not at their Convent's Narrow Room . " Wordsworth felt that there existed prejudices against the sonnet , and that it lay under a slight that was undeserved : he therefore de- termined to ...
... Kilchurn Castle . 1806 . XXII . Nuns fret not at their Convent's Narrow Room . " Wordsworth felt that there existed prejudices against the sonnet , and that it lay under a slight that was undeserved : he therefore de- termined to ...
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Alfoxden beauty behold beneath birds BLEAK SEASON blessed bower breath bright brother Busk calm Castle cheerful child church-yard clouds Coleorton cottage dear delight dost doth Dove Cottage dwell earth fair fancy fear feel flowers glad Glaramara Goslar Grasmere grave green grove happy hast hath Hawkshead heard heart heaven Helvellyn hills hope hour human Kilchurn Castle Leonard light live lofty lonely look mind morning Mother mountains mourn murmur Nature Nature's never night o'er ODE TO DUTY passed Patterdale peace PEELE CASTLE pleasure poem Poet praise Priest RIVER DUDDON rock round Rydal Rydal Mount Scotland shade Shepherd sigh sight silent sing Skiddaw sleep smile song sonnet sorrow soul spirit stars stone stream sweet thee thine things thou art thought trees truth vale voice walked waters wild wind Wordsworth Yarrow youth ΙΟ
Passatges populars
Pàgina 159 - STERN Daughter of the Voice of God ! O Duty ! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove ; Thou, who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe, From vain temptations dost set free, And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity!
Pàgina 280 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Pàgina 33 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. 'Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse: and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Pàgina 187 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Pàgina 20 - Nor, perchance, If I should be where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence...
Pàgina 193 - We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! 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...
Pàgina 201 - 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.
Pàgina 13 - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Pàgina 172 - Ah! then, if mine had been the painter's hand, To express what then I saw; and add the gleam, The light that never was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the poet's dream; I would have planted thee, thou hoary pile!
Pàgina 17 - In body, and become a living soul: While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft — In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye!