| William Wordsworth - 1865 - 316 pagina’s
...This heath, this calm, and quiet scene ; The memory of what has been, And never more will be. 1/99 SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me ! 1799 VI A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears : She seemed... | |
| Our life - 1865 - 234 pagina’s
...LUCY. LUCY. SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid where there were none to praise, And very few to love. A violet by a mossy...When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and oh, The difference to me ! COUNSELS FOR THE YOUNG. " Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth,... | |
| Words - 1866 - 368 pagina’s
...delight in it." Wordsworth. She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways. 215 SHE DWELT AMONG THE UNTRODDEN WA VS. She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...Lucy ceased to be : But she is in her grave, and, oh ! The difference to me ! Wordsworth. I travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea ; Nor,... | |
| Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 412 pagina’s
...lyric To Lucy, than of an innumerable swarm of what the vulgar taste has called clever songs : — She dwelt among the untrodden ways beside the springs...Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, — and oh ! the difference to me ! * * * We cull two or three more little brilliants ; — here they are :... | |
| 1866 - 392 pagina’s
...and command, And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel-light. THE LOST LOVE. HE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and O ! The difference to me. THE DEAD LOVE. SLUMBER did my spirit seal; I had no human fears: She seemed... | |
| Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 pagina’s
...embattled pile, And the red glare of Skiddaw roused the burghers of Carlisle. TB Macaulay. VI. LUCY. HE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and oh, The difference to me ! W. Wordsworth. VII. ON HIS BLINDNESS. 'HEN I consider how my light is spent... | |
| Whitnash rectory - 1866 - 478 pagina’s
...tell, But every note upen my shell Is love alone. Anacreon. т. в. ¡. ь. LUCY. She dwelt among th' untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove : A maid...the sky. She lived unknown ; and few could know When Lucj ceased to be ; But she is in her grave ; — and Oh I The difference to me ! Wordsworth. Typ ,... | |
| 1866 - 612 pagina’s
...Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. ' A violet by n mossy stone, Half hidden from the eye. Fair as a star,...she is in her grave, and 0 ! The difference to me ! ' ' Virgo recessus incolcbat avios Nascentis ad Dovre caput, Xullius uuquam nobilis prseConio, Unique... | |
| Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 pagina’s
...warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a spirit still, and bright With something of an angel-light. THE LOST LOVE. ' SHE dwelt among the' untrodden ways...could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in the grave, and O ! The difference to me ! THE DAFFODILS. I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud That floats on... | |
| Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 pagina’s
...warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a spirit still, and bright With something of an angel-light. THE LOST LOVE. ' SHE dwelt among the' untrodden ways...could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in the grave, and 0 ! THE DAFFODILS. I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills,... | |
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