Antediluvian Sketches: And Other PoemsL.B. Seeley and Sons, 1830 - 148 עמודים |
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Abel Arcadia art thou Awake Baal beauty beneath birds blessed bliss bloom blossoms blue breath brow cease cheer child clouds crimson dark dead dear death deem delight dewy dost thou dream earth Elijah evermore eyes fair fear feel fled flowers gaze gentle glad gloom God's gone grace grave grief happy hath heard heart heaven HOREB immortal immortal song leaves light live lonely look loud loved child lovelier melody mind mirth mother mountain nature's night northern isle o'er pain pale perfume quiet rest rill rose red round Satan Seraphs SETH shadow sigh skies sleep smile solitary song SONNET sorrow soul spirit spring stars stirred summer sweet tale tears Teneriffe thee thence thine thou art thou dost thought Thy dreams toil tree Twas twilight twill unto wake wander wearied Whilst wild winds wings WORDSWORTH youth
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עמוד 120 - NUNS fret not at their convent's narrow room ; And hermits are contented with their cells , And students with their pensive citadels , Maids at the wheel, the weaver at his loom, Sit blithe and happy ; bees that soar for bloom, High as the highest Peak of Furness-fells, Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells In truth the prison, unto which we doom Ourselves, no prison is...
עמוד 120 - twas pastime to be bound Within the Sonnet's scanty plot of ground; Pleased if some Souls (for such there needs must be) Who have felt the weight of too much liberty, Should find brief solace there, as I have found.
עמוד 26 - It were a wantonness, and would demand Severe reproof, if we were men whose hearts Could hold vain dalliance with the misery Even of the dead; contented thence to draw A momentary pleasure, never marked By reason, barren of all future good. But we have known that there is often found In mournful thoughts, and always might be found, A power to virtue friendly ; were 't not so, I am a dreamer among men, indeed An idle dreamer!
עמוד 16 - Behold, thou hast driven me out this day from the face of the earth ; and from thy face shall I be hid ; and I shall be a fugitive and a vagabond in the earth ; and it shall come to pass, that every one that findeth me shall slay me.
עמוד 45 - HOWITT. AWAY, away, why dost thou linger here, When all thy fellows o'er the sea have passed ! Wert thou the earliest comer of the year, Loving our land, and so dost stay the last ? And is the sound of growing streams unheard ! Dost thou not see the woods are fading fast, Whilst the dull leaves with wailful winds are stirred ! Haste, haste to other climes, thou solitary bird ! Thy coming was in lovelier...
עמוד 45 - Wert thou the earliest comer of the year, Loving our land, and so dost stay the last ? And is the sound of growing streams unheard ! Dost thou not see the woods are fading fast, Whilst the dull leaves with wailful winds are stirred ! Haste, haste to other climes, thou solitary bird ! Thy coming was in lovelier skies — thy wing, Long wearied, rested in delightful bowers ; Thou earnest when the living breath of spring Had filled the world with gladness and with flowers ! Skyward the carolling lark...
עמוד 55 - I have seen the wild flowers springing In wood, and field, and glen, Where a thousand birds were singing, And my thoughts were of thee then ; For there's nothing gladsome round me...
עמוד 100 - Gone is the (treen, the delicate summer green, Gone is the lily pale, gone the crimson rose; And the dead beauty of the pass'd year Lies shrouded in the snows. " Now thoughts which wander'd through the blooming world, Back to the heart, from whence they issued, throng, And by the winter's fire, when winds are loud, Are poured forth in song. " And pleasant is it in the time of gloom, Amidst the wintry tempest and the blight, Gathering from all the glory of the past To fill our homes with light.
עמוד 125 - Down unto haunts that taint the healthful mind; And I would sport with many a bloom and bud, Happiest the farthest from the neighbourhood, And from the crimes and miseries of mankind ! Then would I waft me to the Cowslip's bell ; And to the Wild-rose should my voyage be ; Unto the Lily, vestal of...
עמוד 55 - Thou art lovelier than the coming Of the fairest flowers of spring, When the wild bee wanders humming, Like a blessed fairy thing...