Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Volume 2T.N. Longman and O. Rees, Paternoster-Row, 1800 - English poetry |
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... road which leads from Richmond to Askrigg . Its name is derived from a remarkable chace , the memory of which is preserved by the monuments spoken of in the second Part of the following Poem , which monuments do now exist as I have ...
... road which leads from Richmond to Askrigg . Its name is derived from a remarkable chace , the memory of which is preserved by the monuments spoken of in the second Part of the following Poem , which monuments do now exist as I have ...
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... road , There was a foot - way all along the fields By the brook - side - ' tis gone - and that dark cleft ! To me it does not seem to wear the face Which then it had . PRIEST . Why , Sir , for aught I know , That chasm is much the same ...
... road , There was a foot - way all along the fields By the brook - side - ' tis gone - and that dark cleft ! To me it does not seem to wear the face Which then it had . PRIEST . Why , Sir , for aught I know , That chasm is much the same ...
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... roads at every hundred steps , Was swoln into a noisy rivulet , Would Leonard then , when elder boys perhaps Remain'd at home , go staggering through the fords Bearing his Brother on his back . - I've seen him , On windy days , in one ...
... roads at every hundred steps , Was swoln into a noisy rivulet , Would Leonard then , when elder boys perhaps Remain'd at home , go staggering through the fords Bearing his Brother on his back . - I've seen him , On windy days , in one ...
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... ere Leonard reach'd a grove That overhung the road : he there stopp'd short , And , sitting down beneath the trees , review'd All that the Priest had said : his early years Were with him in his heart : his cherish'd hopes 44.
... ere Leonard reach'd a grove That overhung the road : he there stopp'd short , And , sitting down beneath the trees , review'd All that the Priest had said : his early years Were with him in his heart : his cherish'd hopes 44.
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... , above your head What trouble surely will be bred ; Last night I heard a crash'tis true , The splinters took another road- I see them yonder what a load For such a Thing as you ! You are preparing as before To deck your slender shape 59.
... , above your head What trouble surely will be bred ; Last night I heard a crash'tis true , The splinters took another road- I see them yonder what a load For such a Thing as you ! You are preparing as before To deck your slender shape 59.
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aged Beggar Ambleside ANDREW JONES Art thou bason beautiful beneath bower brook Brother chanc'd chearful Child church-yard cottage crag dead calm dear delight dell door dwell earth Egremont Enna Ennerdale eyes Father fields fire-side flowers gaz'd gentle gone Grasmere grass grave green greenwood tree half hand happy hath heard heart Heaven hills hour Isabel Joanna Kirtle lake Lamb leaves LEONARD liv'd living look look'd lov'd Lucy Luke Matthew Michael morning mountain murmur never night o'er pass'd playmate pleasure POEM poor press'd PRIEST reach'd receiv'd Richard Bateman rills rocks round rude Ruth sate seem'd shade sheep Sheep-fold Shepherd side silent Sir Walter Skiddaw sleep song soul sound spake spot spring stone stood stopp'd summer sweet thee There's things thoughts thrush trees turn'd Twas Twill vale village ween wild wind wither'd woods wrought Youth
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Page 137 - ... their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see, Even in the motions of the Storm, Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. " The stars of midnight shall be dear To her ; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Page 136 - Three years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse: and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Page 137 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Page 107 - The youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds.
Page 201 - Therefore, although it be a history Homely and rude, I will relate the same For the delight of a few natural hearts, And with yet fonder feeling, for the sake Of youthful Poets, who among these Hills Will be my second self when I am gone.
Page 53 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Page 200 - With a few sheep, with rocks and stones, and kites That overhead are sailing in the sky. It is in truth an utter solitude ; Nor should I have made mention of this dell But for one object which you might pass by, Might see and notice not.
Page 52 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Page 15 - Then, sometimes, in that silence, while he hung Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise Has carried far into his heart the voice Of mountain torrents ; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven, received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
Page 130 - If there be one who need bemoan His kindred laid in earth, The household hearts that were his own, It is the man of mirth. My days, my friend, are almost gone; My life has been approved, And many love me ; but by none Am I enough beloved.