PoemsGinn, 1897 - 522 páginas |
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... Tree ( 356 ) Margaret ; or the Ruined Cottage ( 357 ) . The Reverie of Poor Susan ( 359 ) A Night - Piece ( 359 ) We are Seven ( 360 ) Simon Lee , the Old Huntsman ( 361 ) Lines Written in Early Spring ( 363 ) To my Sister ( 364 ) ...
... Tree ( 356 ) Margaret ; or the Ruined Cottage ( 357 ) . The Reverie of Poor Susan ( 359 ) A Night - Piece ( 359 ) We are Seven ( 360 ) Simon Lee , the Old Huntsman ( 361 ) Lines Written in Early Spring ( 363 ) To my Sister ( 364 ) ...
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... Trees ( 425 ) 167 At the Grave of Burns , 1803 ( 426 ) 168 Thoughts Suggested the Day Following ( 428 ) 171 To a Highland Girl ( 428 ) 173 Glen Almain ; or , the Narrow Glen ( 430 ) 176 Stepping Westward ( 430 ) 177 The Solitary Reaper ...
... Trees ( 425 ) 167 At the Grave of Burns , 1803 ( 426 ) 168 Thoughts Suggested the Day Following ( 428 ) 171 To a Highland Girl ( 428 ) 173 Glen Almain ; or , the Narrow Glen ( 430 ) 176 Stepping Westward ( 430 ) 177 The Solitary Reaper ...
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... trees of Borrowdale : a pillared shade Upon whose grassless floor of red - brown hue , By sheddings from the pining umbrage tinged Perennially beneath whose sable roof - Of boughs , as if for festal purpose decked With unrejoicing ...
... trees of Borrowdale : a pillared shade Upon whose grassless floor of red - brown hue , By sheddings from the pining umbrage tinged Perennially beneath whose sable roof - Of boughs , as if for festal purpose decked With unrejoicing ...
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... trees survive : Thus , in the train of Spring , arrive Sweet flowers ; what living eye hath viewed Their myriads ... Tree of Monte Mario , " and not a few other pieces , and returns with its original force . ee er Up to about 1820 ...
... trees survive : Thus , in the train of Spring , arrive Sweet flowers ; what living eye hath viewed Their myriads ... Tree of Monte Mario , " and not a few other pieces , and returns with its original force . ee er Up to about 1820 ...
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... tree did not seem louder as he approached the tree ; he unfortunately drifted after the new observation , and from 1827 to 1843 the text stood : While I am lying on the grass , Thy twofold shout I hear , That seems to fill the whole ...
... tree did not seem louder as he approached the tree ; he unfortunately drifted after the new observation , and from 1827 to 1843 the text stood : While I am lying on the grass , Thy twofold shout I hear , That seems to fill the whole ...
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Página 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.
Página 321 - This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.
Página 182 - Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Página 54 - 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.
Página 201 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, Are fresh and strong.
Página 221 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng; The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea 30 Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May...
Página 176 - No nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day?
Página 226 - Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Página 223 - And with new joy and pride The little actor cons another part ; Filling from time to time his ' humorous stage With all the Persons, down to palsied Age, That life brings with her in her equipage; As if his whole vocation Were endless imitation.
Página 45 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...