Poems, Band 2Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme and Brown, 1815 |
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... , do all I can , That there was pleasure there . If I these thoughts may not prevent , If such be of my creed the plan , Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man ? XIII . SIMON LEE , THE OLD HUNTSMAN , With 118.
... , do all I can , That there was pleasure there . If I these thoughts may not prevent , If such be of my creed the plan , Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man ? XIII . SIMON LEE , THE OLD HUNTSMAN , With 118.
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William Wordsworth. XIII . SIMON LEE , THE OLD HUNTSMAN , With an Incident in which he was concerned . In the sweet shire of Cardigan , Not far from pleasant Ivor - hall , An Old Man dwells , a little man , I've heard he once was tall ...
William Wordsworth. XIII . SIMON LEE , THE OLD HUNTSMAN , With an Incident in which he was concerned . In the sweet shire of Cardigan , Not far from pleasant Ivor - hall , An Old Man dwells , a little man , I've heard he once was tall ...
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... Simon Lee ; His Master's dead , and no one now Dwells in the hall of Ivor ; Men , Dogs , and Horses , all are dead ; He is the sole survivor . And he is lean and he is sick , His dwindled body's half awry ; His ancles , too , are swoln ...
... Simon Lee ; His Master's dead , and no one now Dwells in the hall of Ivor ; Men , Dogs , and Horses , all are dead ; He is the sole survivor . And he is lean and he is sick , His dwindled body's half awry ; His ancles , too , are swoln ...
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... Simon Lee ! He has no son , he has no child , His Wife , an aged woman , Lives with him , near the waterfall , Upon the village Common . Old Ruth works out of doors with him , And does what Simon cannot do ; For she , not over stout of ...
... Simon Lee ! He has no son , he has no child , His Wife , an aged woman , Lives with him , near the waterfall , Upon the village Common . Old Ruth works out of doors with him , And does what Simon cannot do ; For she , not over stout of ...
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... To unearth the root of an old tree , A stump of rotten wood . The mattock tottered in his hand ; So vain was his endeavour That at the root of the old tree He might have worked for ever . " You're overtasked , good Simon Lee , Give me 122.
... To unearth the root of an old tree , A stump of rotten wood . The mattock tottered in his hand ; So vain was his endeavour That at the root of the old tree He might have worked for ever . " You're overtasked , good Simon Lee , Give me 122.
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
beauty behold beneath birds Black Comb blessed bower brave breath bright BROUGHAM CASTLE Busk CALAIS calm cheer Child Clifford clouds Coleorton Countess of Pembroke dark dear delight doth dream earth fair fear feelings fields Flower Friend Grasmere grave green grove happy hath hear heard heart Heaven hill hope hour human labour language live lofty look Lord Clifford Martha Ray metre metrical mighty mind morning mountain murmur nature never o'er objects oh misery pain passion PEEL CASTLE pleasure Poems Poet poetic diction Poetry poor praise pride prose Reader Rob Roy rock round Shepherd sight silent Simon Lee sing Skiddaw sleep song sorrow soul sound spirit stand stone strife sweet thee thine things Thorn thou art thought trees truth Twill Vale verse voice waters wild wind wood words Yarrow Ye Men youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 212 - MILTON ! thou should'st 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.
Seite 355 - To live beneath your more habitual sway. I love the Brooks, which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly as they...
Seite 191 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Seite 338 - 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...
Seite 381 - In spite of difference of soil and climate, of language and manners, of laws and customs: in spite of things silently gone out of mind, and things violently destroyed; the Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society, as it is spread over the whole earth, and over all time.
Seite 105 - One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can. Sweet is the lore which Nature brings; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things: — We murder to dissect.
Seite 80 - Unwearied in that service : rather say With warmer love — oh ! with far deeper zeal Of holier love. Nor wilt thou then forget, That after many wanderings, many years Of absence, these steep woods and lofty cliffs, And this green pastoral landscape, were to me More dear, both for themselves and for thy sake ! LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING.
Seite 30 - As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie Couched on the bald top of an eminence ; Wonder to all who do the same espy, By what means it could thither come, and whence; So that it seems a thing endued with sense : Like a sea-beast crawled forth, that on a shelf Of rock or sand reposeth, there to sun itself...
Seite 354 - Hence, in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Seite 352 - Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage; thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find...