Poems by William Wordsworth: Including Lyrical Ballads, and the Miscellaneous Pieces of the Author, Volume 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme and Brown, 1815 |
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Pagina xxvi
... dead , Nor all asleep , in his extreme old age . Motionless as a cloud the old Man stood , That heareth not the loud winds when they call , And moveth altogether if it move at all . ” In these images , the conferring , the abstracting ...
... dead , Nor all asleep , in his extreme old age . Motionless as a cloud the old Man stood , That heareth not the loud winds when they call , And moveth altogether if it move at all . ” In these images , the conferring , the abstracting ...
Pagina 4
... Dead times revive in thee : Thou bring'st , gay Creature as thou art ! A solemn image to my heart , My Father's Family ! Oh ! pleasant , pleasant were the days , The time , when in our childish plays , My Sister Emmeline and I Together ...
... Dead times revive in thee : Thou bring'st , gay Creature as thou art ! A solemn image to my heart , My Father's Family ! Oh ! pleasant , pleasant were the days , The time , when in our childish plays , My Sister Emmeline and I Together ...
Pagina 25
... dead ; those two are dead ! Their spirits are in Heaven ! " " Twas throwing words away : for still The little Maid would have her will , And said , " Nay , we are seven ! " X. ANECDOTE FOR FATHERS , Showing how the Practice of 25.
... dead ; those two are dead ! Their spirits are in Heaven ! " " Twas throwing words away : for still The little Maid would have her will , And said , " Nay , we are seven ! " X. ANECDOTE FOR FATHERS , Showing how the Practice of 25.
Pagina 86
... dead that lay in festering heaps ! The breathing pestilence that rose like smoke ! The shriek that from the distant battle broke ! The mine's dire earthquake , and the pallid host Driven by the bomb's incessant thunder - stroke To ...
... dead that lay in festering heaps ! The breathing pestilence that rose like smoke ! The shriek that from the distant battle broke ! The mine's dire earthquake , and the pallid host Driven by the bomb's incessant thunder - stroke To ...
Pagina 88
... dead man start . These things just served to stir the torpid sense , Nor pain nor pity in my bosom raised . My memory and my strength returned ; and thence Dismissed , again on open day I gazed , At houses , men , and common light ...
... dead man start . These things just served to stir the torpid sense , Nor pain nor pity in my bosom raised . My memory and my strength returned ; and thence Dismissed , again on open day I gazed , At houses , men , and common light ...
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