Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Volume 2T.N. Longman and O. Rees, Paternoster-Row, 1800 - English poetry |
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... . What this imported I could ill divine , And , pulling now the rein my horse to stop , I saw three pillars standing in a line , The last stone pillar on a dark hill - top . The trees were grey , with neither arms nor head 8.
... . What this imported I could ill divine , And , pulling now the rein my horse to stop , I saw three pillars standing in a line , The last stone pillar on a dark hill - top . The trees were grey , with neither arms nor head 8.
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... head ; Half - wasted the square mound of tawny green ; So that you just might say , as then I said , " Here in old time the hand of man has been . " I look'd upon the hills both far and near ; More doleful place did never eye survey ...
... head ; Half - wasted the square mound of tawny green ; So that you just might say , as then I said , " Here in old time the hand of man has been . " I look'd upon the hills both far and near ; More doleful place did never eye survey ...
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... head nor foot - stone , plate of brass , Cross - bones or skull , type of our earthly state Or emblem of our hopes : the dead man's home Is but a fellow to that pasture field . PRIEST . Why there , Sir , is a thought that's new to me ...
... head nor foot - stone , plate of brass , Cross - bones or skull , type of our earthly state Or emblem of our hopes : the dead man's home Is but a fellow to that pasture field . PRIEST . Why there , Sir , is a thought that's new to me ...
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... head and fresh a cheek As ever were produc'd by youth and age Engendering in the blood of hale fourscore . For five long generations had the heart Of Walter's forefathers o'erflow'd the bounds Of their inheritance , that single cottage ...
... head and fresh a cheek As ever were produc'd by youth and age Engendering in the blood of hale fourscore . For five long generations had the heart Of Walter's forefathers o'erflow'd the bounds Of their inheritance , that single cottage ...
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... head of the several vales of Ennerdale , Wastdale , and Borrowdale . The Leeza is a River which follows into the Lake of Enner- dale on issuing from the Lake , it changes its name , and is called the End , Eyne , or Enna . It falls into ...
... head of the several vales of Ennerdale , Wastdale , and Borrowdale . The Leeza is a River which follows into the Lake of Enner- dale on issuing from the Lake , it changes its name , and is called the End , Eyne , or Enna . It falls into ...
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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.