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I'll hurl thee headlong with the rock To which thy fibres cling . " The Flood was tyrannous and strong ; The patient Briar suffer'd long , Nor did he utter groan or sigh , Hoping the danger would be pass'd : But seeing no relief ...
I'll hurl thee headlong with the rock To which thy fibres cling . " The Flood was tyrannous and strong ; The patient Briar suffer'd long , Nor did he utter groan or sigh , Hoping the danger would be pass'd : But seeing no relief ...
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For thus to see thee nodding in the air , To see thy arch thus stretch and bend , Thus rise and thus descend , Disturbs me , till the sight is more than I can bear . The man who makes this feverish complaint Is one of 78.
For thus to see thee nodding in the air , To see thy arch thus stretch and bend , Thus rise and thus descend , Disturbs me , till the sight is more than I can bear . The man who makes this feverish complaint Is one of 78.
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... and the hill will not rise , And the colours have all pass'd away from her eyes , Poor Outcast ! return - to receive thee once more The house of thy Father will open its door , And thou once again , in thy plain russet gown , May'st ...
... and the hill will not rise , And the colours have all pass'd away from her eyes , Poor Outcast ! return - to receive thee once more The house of thy Father will open its door , And thou once again , in thy plain russet gown , May'st ...
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Old Man ! whom so oft I with pity have ey'd , I love thee and love the sweet boy at thy side : Long yet may'st thou live , for a teacher we see That lifts up the veil of our nature in thee . A whirl - blast from behind the hill Rush'd ...
Old Man ! whom so oft I with pity have ey'd , I love thee and love the sweet boy at thy side : Long yet may'st thou live , for a teacher we see That lifts up the veil of our nature in thee . A whirl - blast from behind the hill Rush'd ...
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Our life were life indeed , with thee So pass'd in quiet bliss , And all the while " said he « to know That we were in a world of woe , On such an earth as this ! And then he sometimes interwove Dear thoughts about a Father's 107.
Our life were life indeed , with thee So pass'd in quiet bliss , And all the while " said he « to know That we were in a world of woe , On such an earth as this ! And then he sometimes interwove Dear thoughts about a Father's 107.
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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.