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... author's wishes , that they should consent to be pleased in spite of that moft dreadful enemy to our pleasures , our own pre - established codes of decision . 1 I Readers of superior judgment may disapprove of the style in ii .
... author's wishes , that they should consent to be pleased in spite of that moft dreadful enemy to our pleasures , our own pre - established codes of decision . 1 I Readers of superior judgment may disapprove of the style in ii .
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... , it split the bay ; The Ship went down like lead . Stunn'd by that loud and dreadful sound , Which sky and ocean smote : Like one that hath been seven days drown'd My body lay afloat : 1 But , swift as dreams , myself I found 46.
... , it split the bay ; The Ship went down like lead . Stunn'd by that loud and dreadful sound , Which sky and ocean smote : Like one that hath been seven days drown'd My body lay afloat : 1 But , swift as dreams , myself I found 46.
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... that soon such anguish must ensue , Our hopes such harvest of affliction reap , That we the mercy of the waves should rue . We reached the western world , a poor , devoted crew . Oh ! dreadful price of being to resign All that 75.
... that soon such anguish must ensue , Our hopes such harvest of affliction reap , That we the mercy of the waves should rue . We reached the western world , a poor , devoted crew . Oh ! dreadful price of being to resign All that 75.
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William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Oh ! dreadful price of being to resign All that is dear in being ! better far In Want's most lonely cave till death to pine , Unseen , unheard , unwatched by any star ; Or in the streets and ...
William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Oh ! dreadful price of being to resign All that is dear in being ! better far In Want's most lonely cave till death to pine , Unseen , unheard , unwatched by any star ; Or in the streets and ...
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... dreadful night . And Betty , half an hour ago , On Johnny vile reflections cast ; " A little idle sauntering thing ! " With other names , an endless string , But now that time is gone and past . And Betty's drooping at the heart , That ...
... dreadful night . And Betty , half an hour ago , On Johnny vile reflections cast ; " A little idle sauntering thing ! " With other names , an endless string , But now that time is gone and past . And Betty's drooping at the heart , That ...
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Lyrical Ballads: William Wordsworth and Samuel Taylor Coleridge R. L. Brett,A. R. Jones Limited preview - 2002 |
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Albatross ancyent Marinere babe barren leaves beauteous Betty Foy Betty's birds black lips body breath breeze bright child church-yard cold dead dear door doth dreadful fair father fear FOSTER-MOTHER gentle Goody Blake green happy Harry Gill hath head hear heard heart heaven Hermit hill of moss idiot boy idle Johnny Johnny's Kilve land of mist LEWTI limbs Liswyn farm live look Martha Ray mind mist moon moonlight moonlight bay mov'd never night o'er Oh mercy oh misery owlets pain pass'd pond pony pony's poor old poor Susan porringer pray Quoth round sails senses fail Ship side silent Simon Lee snow soul spirit stars Stephen Hill stood sweet tale tears tell thee There's things thorn thou thought thro tree turn'd Twas voice wedding-guest wherefore wild wind woman wood Young Harry
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Page 105 - Jane; In bed she moaning lay, Till God released her of her pain ; And then she went away. So in the church-yard she was laid ; And when the grass was dry, Together round her grave we played, My brother John and I.
Page 202 - And these my exhortations ! Nor, perchance, If I should be, where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence, wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together ; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came, Unwearied in that service : rather say With warmer love, oh ! with far deeper zeal Of holier love.
Page 37 - Why, this is strange, I trow! Where are those lights so many and fair, That signal made but now?
Page 103 - Her eyes were fair, and very fair : Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they ? I pray you tell.
Page 195 - Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until the breath of this corporeal frame, And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul; While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Page 198 - 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, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Page 195 - 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...
Page 194 - That on a wild, secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion, and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky.
Page vii - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — ' 30 The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
Page 200 - My dear, dear Friend; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes.