The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen6

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W. Paterson, 1884

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Página 8 - mid unfading bowers. — Yet tears to human suffering are due ; And mortal hopes defeated and o'erthrown Are mourned by man, and not by man alone, As fondly he believes. — Upon the side Of Hellespont (such faith was entertained) A knot of spiry trees for ages grew From out the tomb of him for whom she died ; 170 And ever, when such stature they had gained That Ilium's walls were subject to their view, The trees...
Página 71 - SURPRISED by joy — impatient as the Wind I turned to share the transport — Oh ! with whom But Thee, deep buried in the silent tomb, That spot which no vicissitude can find ! Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind — But how could I forget thee ! Through what power, Even for the least division of an hour, Have I been so beguiled as to be blind To my most grievous loss...
Página 100 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and wat'ry depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Página 60 - HIGH is our calling, Friend ! — Creative Art (Whether the instrument of words she use, Or pencil pregnant with ethereal hues...
Página 6 - The end of man's existence I discerned, Who from ignoble games and revelry Could draw, when we had parted, vain delight While tears were thy best pastime, — day and night: 'And while my youthful peers, before my eyes, (Each...
Página 5 - Of all that is most beauteous — imaged there In happier beauty; more pellucid streams, An ampler ether, a diviner air, And fields invested with purpureal gleams; Climes which the sun, who sheds the brightest day Earth knows, is all unworthy to survey.
Página 165 - If aught unworthy be my choice, From THEE if I would swerve ; Oh, let Thy grace remind me of the light Full early lost, and fruitlessly deplored...
Página 44 - And pastoral melancholy. That Region left, the Vale unfolds Rich groves of lofty stature, With Yarrow winding through the pomp Of cultivated nature ; And, rising from those lofty groves, Behold a Ruin hoary ! The shattered front of Newark's Towers, Renowned in Border story.
Página 162 - That frail Mortality may see— What is ! — ah no, but what can be ! Time was when field and watery cove With modulated echoes rang, While choirs of fervent Angels sang Their vespers in the grove ; Or, crowning, star-like, each some sovereign height, Warbled, for heaven above and earth below, Strains suitable to both.
Página 4 - Those raptures duly — Erebus disdains : Calm pleasures there abide — majestic pains. Be taught, O faithful Consort, to control Rebellious passion ; for the Gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul ; A fervent, not ungovernable, love. Thy transports moderate ; and meekly mourn When I depart, for brief is my sojourn...

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