Poems, in Two Volumes,, Volumen1Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 - 170 páginas |
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... melancholy Wight ! Doth in thy crimson head delight When rains are on thee . In shoals and bands , a morrice train , Thou greet'st the Traveller in the lane ; If welcome once thou count'st it gain ; Thou art not daunted , Nor car'st if ...
... melancholy Wight ! Doth in thy crimson head delight When rains are on thee . In shoals and bands , a morrice train , Thou greet'st the Traveller in the lane ; If welcome once thou count'st it gain ; Thou art not daunted , Nor car'st if ...
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... April sky , Imprison'd by hot sunshine lie Near the green holly , And wearily at length should fare ; He need but look about , and there Thou art a Friend at hand , to scare His melancholy . A hundred times , by rock or bower , Ere B 2 3.
... April sky , Imprison'd by hot sunshine lie Near the green holly , And wearily at length should fare ; He need but look about , and there Thou art a Friend at hand , to scare His melancholy . A hundred times , by rock or bower , Ere B 2 3.
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... it by a Brother's name , And by all the saints in heaven ; And of Eustace was forgiv'n : Then in a Convent went to hide His melancholy head , and there he died But Sir Eustace , whom good Angels Had preserv'd from 43.
... it by a Brother's name , And by all the saints in heaven ; And of Eustace was forgiv'n : Then in a Convent went to hide His melancholy head , and there he died But Sir Eustace , whom good Angels Had preserv'd from 43.
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... ye do , thoughtless Pair ! And I will have my careless season Spite of melancholy reason , Will walk through life in such a way That , when time brings on decay , Now and then I may possess Hours of perfect gladsomeness 56.
... ye do , thoughtless Pair ! And I will have my careless season Spite of melancholy reason , Will walk through life in such a way That , when time brings on decay , Now and then I may possess Hours of perfect gladsomeness 56.
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... melancholy ! Nature will either end thee quite ; Or , lengthening out thy season of delight , Preserve for thee , by individual right , A young Lamb's heart among the full - grown flocks . What hast Thou to do with sorrow , Or the ...
... melancholy ! Nature will either end thee quite ; Or , lengthening out thy season of delight , Preserve for thee , by individual right , A young Lamb's heart among the full - grown flocks . What hast Thou to do with sorrow , Or the ...
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beautiful behold Bird blessed blind bliss bowers brave breath bright BROUGHAM CASTLE Busk Butterfly CALAIS Castle chearful Child clouds Clovenford Creature Cuckoo dance dead dear delight dost doth dream earth Egremont Castle espy eyes fair fancy fear flowers Friend Furness Fells gentle gladness glee glittering glory grave grief ground happy hast hath hear heard heart Heaven Highland hill hour human weight Jedborough Kent's green Lake land live lonely look look'd Lord Lord Clifford melancholy mighty mind Mother mountain mournfully never night o'er pleasure POEMS praise rest RIVER DUDDON Rob Roy rocks Scotland seem'd seen Shepherd shew sight silent sing sleep solitary Reaper song SONNET sorrow soul sound Spirit Star stepping westward strife sweet thine things thou art thought Traveller trees Vale vex'd voice waters WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind words Yarrow Ye Men
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Página 144 - 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.
Página 138 - 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...
Página 145 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday...
Página 14 - Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Página 138 - IT is not to be thought of that the Flood Of British freedom, which, to the open sea Of the world's praise, from dark antiquity Hath flowed, " with pomp of waters, unwithstood." Roused though it be full often to a mood Which spurns the check of salutary bands, That this most famous Stream in bogs and sands Should perish ; and to evil and to good Be lost for ever. In our halls is hung Armoury of the invincible Knights of old : We must be free or die, who speak the...
Página 119 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Página 71 - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth: Glad hearts! without reproach or blot Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh ! if through confidence misplaced They fail, thy saving arms, dread Power!
Página 130 - TOUSSAINT, the most unhappy Man of Men ! Whether the whistling Rustic tend his plough Within thy hearing, or thy head be now Pillowed in some deep dungeon's earless den ; — O miserable Chieftain ! where and when Wilt thou find patience ? Yet die not ; do thou Wear rather in thy bonds a cheerful brow : Though fallen Thyself, never to rise again, Live, and take comfort. Thou hast left behind Powers that will work for thee ; air, earth, and skies ; There's not a breathing of the common wind That will...
Página 151 - The 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 fluttering...
Página 55 - The same whom in my school-boy days I listened to; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.