The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Том 3Little, Brown, 1854 |
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... kindred thoughts and yearnings bear On the frail heart the purest share With all that live ? - The best of what we do and are , Just God , forgive ! * * See note . IV . TO THE SONS OF BURNS , AFTER VISITING 8 POEMS OF THE IMAGINATION .
... kindred thoughts and yearnings bear On the frail heart the purest share With all that live ? - The best of what we do and are , Just God , forgive ! * * See note . IV . TO THE SONS OF BURNS , AFTER VISITING 8 POEMS OF THE IMAGINATION .
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... live peace , and peace of mind . In " For why ? -because the good old rule Sufficeth them , the simple plan , That they should take who have the power , And they should keep who can . " A lesson that is quickly learned , A signal this ...
... live peace , and peace of mind . In " For why ? -because the good old rule Sufficeth them , the simple plan , That they should take who have the power , And they should keep who can . " A lesson that is quickly learned , A signal this ...
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... live With us who now behold the light , Thou wouldst have nobly stirred thyself , And battled for the Right . For thou wert still the poor man's stay , The poor man's heart , the poor man's hand ; And all the oppressed , who wanted ...
... live With us who now behold the light , Thou wouldst have nobly stirred thyself , And battled for the Right . For thou wert still the poor man's stay , The poor man's heart , the poor man's hand ; And all the oppressed , who wanted ...
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... The perilous Deep , the Boy was saved ; And , though his fancies had been wild , Yet he was pleased and reconciled To live in peace on shore . And in the lonely Highland dell Still do they keep 46 POEMS OF THE IMAGINATION .
... The perilous Deep , the Boy was saved ; And , though his fancies had been wild , Yet he was pleased and reconciled To live in peace on shore . And in the lonely Highland dell Still do they keep 46 POEMS OF THE IMAGINATION .
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... live with children round her knees : Books , leisure , perfect freedom , and the talk Man holds with week - day man in the hourly walk Of the mind's business : these are the degrees By which true Sway doth mount ; this is the stalk True ...
... live with children round her knees : Books , leisure , perfect freedom , and the talk Man holds with week - day man in the hourly walk Of the mind's business : these are the degrees By which true Sway doth mount ; this is the stalk True ...
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Apennine aught austere Band Bard beauty behold beneath blest bold Bothwell Castle bower brave breast breath breeze bright brow BRUGES Busk CALAIS cheer clouds dear deeds deep delight doth dread dream Duddon earth eyes fair faith Fancy fear feel flood flowers gaze glory grace GRASMERE grave green hand hath heard heart Heaven height Highland hill hope hour lake land liberty light living Loch Lomond look Lord Loweswater meek memory Merlin mighty mind morning mortal mountains Muse Nature ne'er night o'er peace praise pride pure RIVER DUDDON Rob Roy Robert Walker rock round Sanguinetto scorn Seathwaite shade shore sigh sight silent SIMPLON PASS Skiddaw sleep soft song Sonnet sorrow soul sound spirit stars steep stream sublime sweet sword thee thine thou thought towers Trajan trees Ulpha vale VALLOMBROSA voice waves Whate'er wild wind Yarrow
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Страница 73 - Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
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