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His genius and his moral frame Were thus impair'd, and he became The slave of
low desires ; A man who without self-controul Would seek what the degraded
soul Unworthily admires. And yet he with no feign'd delight Had woo'd the HI.
His genius and his moral frame Were thus impair'd, and he became The slave of
low desires ; A man who without self-controul Would seek what the degraded
soul Unworthily admires. And yet he with no feign'd delight Had woo'd the HI.
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And vital feelings of delight Shall rear her form to stately height, Her virgin bosom
swell, Such thoughts to Lucy I will give While she and I together live Here in this
happy dell. Thus Nature spake — The work was done — How soon my Lucy's ...
And vital feelings of delight Shall rear her form to stately height, Her virgin bosom
swell, Such thoughts to Lucy I will give While she and I together live Here in this
happy dell. Thus Nature spake — The work was done — How soon my Lucy's ...
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'Twas little Barbara Lewthwaite, a Child of beauty rare, I watch'd them with delight
, they were a lovely pair. And now with empty Can the Maiden turn'd away, But
ere ten yards were gone her footsteps did she stay. Towards the Lamb she look'd
...
'Twas little Barbara Lewthwaite, a Child of beauty rare, I watch'd them with delight
, they were a lovely pair. And now with empty Can the Maiden turn'd away, But
ere ten yards were gone her footsteps did she stay. Towards the Lamb she look'd
...
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'Twas that delightful season, when the broom, Full flower'd, and visible on every
steep, Along the copses runs in veins of gold. Our pathway led us on to Rotha's
banks, And when we came in front of that tall rock Which looks towards the East,
...
'Twas that delightful season, when the broom, Full flower'd, and visible on every
steep, Along the copses runs in veins of gold. Our pathway led us on to Rotha's
banks, And when we came in front of that tall rock Which looks towards the East,
...
Page 208
For oftentimes Old Michael, while he was a babe in arms, Had done him female
service, not alone For dalliance and delight, as is the use Of Fathers, but with
patient mind enforc'd To a&s of tenderness ; and he had rock'd His cradle with a ...
For oftentimes Old Michael, while he was a babe in arms, Had done him female
service, not alone For dalliance and delight, as is the use Of Fathers, but with
patient mind enforc'd To a&s of tenderness ; and he had rock'd His cradle with a ...
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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 Eighteenth Century English short title catalogue Eighteenth Century collection Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, William Wordsworth |
| Authors | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge |
| Contributors | Owen Rees, Nathaniel Biggs, T. Longman (Firm), Biggs and Cottle |
| Edition | 2 |
| Publisher | T.N. Longman and O. Rees, Paternoster-Row, 1800 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 17 Jul 2007 |
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