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... light crowd that spent days and nights in " Feast and dance and public revelry , And sports and games ( too grateful in themselves , Yet in themselves less grateful , I believe , Than as they were a badge glossy and fresh Of manliness ...
... light crowd that spent days and nights in " Feast and dance and public revelry , And sports and games ( too grateful in themselves , Yet in themselves less grateful , I believe , Than as they were a badge glossy and fresh Of manliness ...
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... light , " so wrought upon him that , suddenly overcome by one of those " Trances of thought and mountings of the mind " to which poetic natures of deep inwardness are liable , he bursts forth : - " Ah ! need I say , dear Friend , that ...
... light , " so wrought upon him that , suddenly overcome by one of those " Trances of thought and mountings of the mind " to which poetic natures of deep inwardness are liable , he bursts forth : - " Ah ! need I say , dear Friend , that ...
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... light of a halo . This youthful poem is a subdued overture to the long performance of his life . The congenial intimacy with nature was calling out his char- acteristic powers , laying bare his preferences , and through its congeniality ...
... light of a halo . This youthful poem is a subdued overture to the long performance of his life . The congenial intimacy with nature was calling out his char- acteristic powers , laying bare his preferences , and through its congeniality ...
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... light by the almost uninterrupted succession of sublime and beautiful objects that passed be- fore their eyes , " as Wordsworth wrote to his sister , they wandered through parts of Savoy and Switzerland and the lake region of Italy ...
... light by the almost uninterrupted succession of sublime and beautiful objects that passed be- fore their eyes , " as Wordsworth wrote to his sister , they wandered through parts of Savoy and Switzerland and the lake region of Italy ...
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... lights was their duty . But the path of a poet , with his inte- rior scintillations , such outside lights are apt to confuse rather than illuminate . And so Wordsworth , on quitting Cambridge , instead of apprenticing himself to a ...
... lights was their duty . But the path of a poet , with his inte- rior scintillations , such outside lights are apt to confuse rather than illuminate . And so Wordsworth , on quitting Cambridge , instead of apprenticing himself to a ...
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Page 87 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food : For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Page 185 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep...
Page 87 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair: But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Page 210 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Page 110 - CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR. WHO is the happy Warrior ? Who is he That every Man in arms should wish to be ? It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his childish thought...
Page 78 - All things that love the sun are out of doors; The sky rejoices in the morning's birth ; The grass is bright with rain-drops; — on the moors The hare is running races in her mirth ; And with her feet she from the plashy earth Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun, Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run.
Page 207 - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream...
Page 179 - Your name from hence immortal life shall have, Though I, once gone, to all the world must die. The earth can yield me but a common grave, When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie. Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read, And tongues to be your being shall rehearse When all the breathers of this world are dead. You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
Page 133 - Milton! thou shouldst 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. Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on...
Page 19 - The immeasurable height Of woods decaying, never to be decayed, The stationary blasts of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky...