The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 4G. Bell & Sons, 1893 |
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... Humanity 245 The unremitting voice of nightly streams 249 Thoughts on the Seasons 249 March , 1833 . Το - , upon the Birth of her First - born Child , The Warning . A Sequel to the foregoing 250 253 If this great world of joy and pain ...
... Humanity 245 The unremitting voice of nightly streams 249 Thoughts on the Seasons 249 March , 1833 . Το - , upon the Birth of her First - born Child , The Warning . A Sequel to the foregoing 250 253 If this great world of joy and pain ...
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... human Nature in itself could not obtain . " LORD BACON . CANTO FIRST . FROM Bolton's old monastic tower The bells ring loud with gladsome power ; The sun shines bright ; the fields are gay With people in their best array Of stole and ...
... human Nature in itself could not obtain . " LORD BACON . CANTO FIRST . FROM Bolton's old monastic tower The bells ring loud with gladsome power ; The sun shines bright ; the fields are gay With people in their best array Of stole and ...
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... human neighbourhood ; 175 Or guilt , that humbly would express A penitential loneliness . " Look , there she is , my Child ! draw near ; She fears not , wherefore should we fear ? She means no harm ; " - but still the 10 WORDSWORTH'S ...
... human neighbourhood ; 175 Or guilt , that humbly would express A penitential loneliness . " Look , there she is , my Child ! draw near ; She fears not , wherefore should we fear ? She means no harm ; " - but still the 10 WORDSWORTH'S ...
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... humanity.— ' Tis meet that I endure your scorn ; I am your son , your eldest born ; But not for lordship or for land , My Father , do I clasp your knees ; The Banner touch not , stay your hand , This multitude of men disband , And live ...
... humanity.— ' Tis meet that I endure your scorn ; I am your son , your eldest born ; But not for lordship or for land , My Father , do I clasp your knees ; The Banner touch not , stay your hand , This multitude of men disband , And live ...
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... humanity ! " - He ended , or she heard no more ; He led her from the yew - tree shade , And at the mansion's silent door , He kissed the consecrated Maid ; And down the valley then pursued , Alone , the armèd Multitude . 590 CANTO THIRD ...
... humanity ! " - He ended , or she heard no more ; He led her from the yew - tree shade , And at the mansion's silent door , He kissed the consecrated Maid ; And down the valley then pursued , Alone , the armèd Multitude . 590 CANTO THIRD ...
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Page 199 - LINES, WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING. I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sat reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.
Page 228 - W'ho, doomed to go in company with pain, And fear, and bloodshed, miserable train! Turns his necessity to glorious gain; In face of these doth exercise a power Which is our human nature's highest dower; Controls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves Of their bad influence, and their good receives...
Page 3 - For take an example of a dog, and mark what a generosity and courage he will put on when he finds himself maintained by a man, who to him is instead of a God, or melior natura, which courage is manifestly such as that creature, without that confidence, of a better nature than his own could never attain. So man, when he resteth and assureth himself upon divine protection and favor, gathereth a force and faith which human nature in itself could not obtain.
Page 218 - Blessings be with them and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves and nobler cares, The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Page 235 - A little onward lend thy guiding hand To these dark steps, a little further on; For yonder bank hath choice of sun or shade; There I am wont to sit, when any chance Relieves me from my task of servile toil, Daily in the common prison else enjoin'd me, Where I, a prisoner chain'd, scarce freely draw The air imprison'd also, close and damp, Unwholesome draught.
Page 229 - Who, if he rise to station of command, Rises by open means, and there will stand On honourable terms, or else retire And in himself possess his own desire; Who comprehends his trust and to the same Keeps faithful with a singleness of aim...
Page 227 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong.
Page 201 - IT is the first mild day of March: Each minute sweeter than Before, The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And grass in the green field.
Page 227 - I, loving freedom, and untried; No sport of every random gust, Yet being to myself a guide...
Page 215 - For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. Thus fares it still in our decay: And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind.