Critical and Miscellaneous Essays, Svazek 3Carey and Hart, 1842 |
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Strana 76
... sunshine upon many a sod to rest the aged as they sit , not unthankful that beneath their feet is the same home that will receive them , as it has received their kindred before them . Such is a scene of peace . Here the living may hope ...
... sunshine upon many a sod to rest the aged as they sit , not unthankful that beneath their feet is the same home that will receive them , as it has received their kindred before them . Such is a scene of peace . Here the living may hope ...
Strana 113
... sunshine ? Are all Bewick's birds , and beasts , and fishes visible to your eyes in the woods , wastes , and waves of the clouds ? And know ye what aerial condor , dragon , and whale , respectively portend ? Are the Fata Morgana as ...
... sunshine ? Are all Bewick's birds , and beasts , and fishes visible to your eyes in the woods , wastes , and waves of the clouds ? And know ye what aerial condor , dragon , and whale , respectively portend ? Are the Fata Morgana as ...
Strana 117
... sunshine . Where can the small , lonely creature have heard so many tunes , and airs , and snatches of old songs , as if some fairy bird had taught her melodies of fairy - land ? She is now in her tenth year , nor an idler in her ...
... sunshine . Where can the small , lonely creature have heard so many tunes , and airs , and snatches of old songs , as if some fairy bird had taught her melodies of fairy - land ? She is now in her tenth year , nor an idler in her ...
Strana 123
... sunshine , brightening up some feature formerly hidden , and giving animation and expression to the whole face of the lake . About a short mile from the village inn , you will pass by , without seeing it - unless warned not to do so ...
... sunshine , brightening up some feature formerly hidden , and giving animation and expression to the whole face of the lake . About a short mile from the village inn , you will pass by , without seeing it - unless warned not to do so ...
Strana 132
... sunshine over the cells of the dead . But hark ! the bell tolls - one - one - one - a funeral knell , speaking not of time , but of eternity ! To - day there is to be a burial -and lo ! close to the wall of the tower , the new - dug ...
... sunshine over the cells of the dead . But hark ! the bell tolls - one - one - one - a funeral knell , speaking not of time , but of eternity ! To - day there is to be a burial -and lo ! close to the wall of the tower , the new - dug ...
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Adam Morrison Ambleside beautiful beneath bird Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine Blackwood's Magazine blessing blue bosom Braes breath breeches bright cheerful child Christopher North clouds Cockney cottage creatures cushat dead dear death delight divine dream eagle earth embue Eusebius eyes face father fear feel feet flowers forest funeral Furness Fells gaze genius gentle glen Golden Eagle grave green hand happy head hear heard heart heaven hills hour human imagination lake light living Logan look mind moral morning mother MOUNT PLEASANT mountains Musidora Naiad nature never night once passion pleasure poet poetry racter rocks round Rydalmere Sabbath Scotland seems seen shadow silence smile song soul spirit spring stars sugh sunshine sweet Tarn tears thee thing thou thought trees vale voice wild Windermere wings wonder woods words Wordsworth youth
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Strana 49 - Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Strana 341 - OFT, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me ; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus, in the stilly night...
Strana 45 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love...
Strana 48 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest noW.
Strana 45 - For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue.
Strana 44 - 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...
Strana 43 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh ! night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong ; Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along From peak to peak the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud ! And this is in the night.
Strana 334 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ;' Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Strana 335 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.
Strana 46 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create, And what perceive; well pleased to recognise In nature and the language of the sense, The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.