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130 The Pet - Lamb , a Pastoral - - - - 139 Written in Germany on one of the
coldest days of the century - The Childless Father . . . 147 The Old Cumberland
Beggar , a Description Rural Architecture A Poet ' s Epitaph - A Character - - - -
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130 The Pet - Lamb , a Pastoral - - - - 139 Written in Germany on one of the
coldest days of the century - The Childless Father . . . 147 The Old Cumberland
Beggar , a Description Rural Architecture A Poet ' s Epitaph - A Character - - - -
169 A ...
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Yet not while Walter liv ' d - for , though their Parents Lay buried side by side as
now they lie , The old Man was a father to the boys , Two fathers in one father :
and if tears Shed , when he talk ' d of them where they were not , And hauntings ...
Yet not while Walter liv ' d - for , though their Parents Lay buried side by side as
now they lie , The old Man was a father to the boys , Two fathers in one father :
and if tears Shed , when he talk ' d of them where they were not , And hauntings ...
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Was sadly cross ' d - Poor Leonard ! when we parted , He took me by the hand
and said to me , If ever the day came when he was rich , He would return , and on
his Father ' s Land He would grow old among us . LEONARD . If that day Should
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Was sadly cross ' d - Poor Leonard ! when we parted , He took me by the hand
and said to me , If ever the day came when he was rich , He would return , and on
his Father ' s Land He would grow old among us . LEONARD . If that day Should
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For me , why should I wish to roam ? This spot is my paternal home , It is my
pleasant Heritage ; My Father many a happy year Here spread his careless
blossoms , here Attain ' d a good old age . . . Even such as his may be my lot .
What 61.
For me , why should I wish to roam ? This spot is my paternal home , It is my
pleasant Heritage ; My Father many a happy year Here spread his careless
blossoms , here Attain ' d a good old age . . . Even such as his may be my lot .
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That , Father ! will I gladly do ; ' Tis scarcely afternoonThe Minster - clock has just
struck two , And yonder is the Moon . ” At this the Father rais ' d his hook And
snapp ' d a faggot - band ; He plied his work , and Lucy took The lantern in her
hand ...
That , Father ! will I gladly do ; ' Tis scarcely afternoonThe Minster - clock has just
struck two , And yonder is the Moon . ” At this the Father rais ' d his hook And
snapp ' d a faggot - band ; He plied his work , and Lucy took The lantern in her
hand ...
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bear beautiful beneath Beside born bower brook Brother brought build called Child church-yard coming cottage dead dear delight died door dwell earth eyes face fair Father feel fields flowers Friend gone grass grave green half hand happy head hear heard heart Heaven hills hope horse hour kind known lake Lamb land leaves LEONARD liv'd living look lov'd Luke Michael mind morning mountain Nature needs never night o'er once pass pass'd perhaps pleasure POEM poor PRIEST quiet road rocks round seen shade sheep Shepherd side silent sits sleep sometimes song soul sound spring stone stood summer sweet thee There's things thou thoughts took Traveller trees turn turn'd vale village voice Walter wild wind woods young 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.
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| Title | Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Volume 2 Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Samuel Taylor Coleridge |
| Author | William Wordsworth |
| Contributors | Owen Rees, Nathaniel Biggs, T. Longman (Firm), Biggs and Cottle |
| Publisher | T.N. Longman and O. Rees, Paternoster-Row, 1800 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 17 Jul 2007 |
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