Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Volume 2T.N. Longman and O. Rees, Paternoster-Row, 1800 - English poetry |
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... head What trouble surely will be bred ; Last night I heard a crash'tis true , The splinters took another road- I see them yonder what a load For such a Thing as you ! You are preparing as before To deck your slender shape 59.
... head What trouble surely will be bred ; Last night I heard a crash'tis true , The splinters took another road- I see them yonder what a load For such a Thing as you ! You are preparing as before To deck your slender shape 59.
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... his work , and Lucy took The lantern in her hand . Not blither is the mountain roe , With many a wanton stroke Her feet disperse the powd'ry snow That rises up like smoke . Vol . II . E 1 The storm came on before its time , She 65.
... his work , and Lucy took The lantern in her hand . Not blither is the mountain roe , With many a wanton stroke Her feet disperse the powd'ry snow That rises up like smoke . Vol . II . E 1 The storm came on before its time , She 65.
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... took him at his word , But did not like the feat . It was spot , which you may see If ever you to Langdale go : Into a chasm a mighty Block Hath fallen , and made a bridge of rock ; The gulph is deep below , And in a bason black and ...
... took him at his word , But did not like the feat . It was spot , which you may see If ever you to Langdale go : Into a chasm a mighty Block Hath fallen , and made a bridge of rock ; The gulph is deep below , And in a bason black and ...
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... took , Said they , " He's neither maim'd nor scarr'd " - Then up the steep ascent they hied And placed him at his Mother's side ; And gently did the Bard Those idle Shepherd - boys upbraid , And bade them better mind their trade . ' Tis ...
... took , Said they , " He's neither maim'd nor scarr'd " - Then up the steep ascent they hied And placed him at his Mother's side ; And gently did the Bard Those idle Shepherd - boys upbraid , And bade them better mind their trade . ' Tis ...
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... . It chanc'd that Andrew pass'd that way Just at the time ; and there he found The Cripple in the mid - day heat Standing alone , and at his feet He saw the penny on the ground . He stopp'd and took the penny up : And when 90.
... . It chanc'd that Andrew pass'd that way Just at the time ; and there he found The Cripple in the mid - day heat Standing alone , and at his feet He saw the penny on the ground . He stopp'd and took the penny up : And when 90.
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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.