Lyrical Ballads,: With Pastoral and Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Issue 356, Volume 1Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, By R. Taylor and Company, 1805 - 248 pages |
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... stands near the Lake of Esthwaite The Foster - Mother's Tale The Thorn We are Seven 4798 18 Anecdote for Fathers Lines written at a small distance from my House , and sent by my little Boy to the Person to whom they 24 28 35 51 56 are ...
... stands near the Lake of Esthwaite The Foster - Mother's Tale The Thorn We are Seven 4798 18 Anecdote for Fathers Lines written at a small distance from my House , and sent by my little Boy to the Person to whom they 24 28 35 51 56 are ...
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... standing upon external testimony , but carried alive into the heart by passion ; truth which is its own testi- mony ... stand in the way of the fidelity of the Biographer and His- torian , and of their consequent utility , are incal ...
... standing upon external testimony , but carried alive into the heart by passion ; truth which is its own testi- mony ... stand in the way of the fidelity of the Biographer and His- torian , and of their consequent utility , are incal ...
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... standing between the Poet and the image of things ; between this , and the Biographer and Historian there are a thousand . Nor let this necessity of producing immediate pleasure be considered as a degradation of the Poet's art . It is ...
... standing between the Poet and the image of things ; between this , and the Biographer and Historian there are a thousand . Nor let this necessity of producing immediate pleasure be considered as a degradation of the Poet's art . It is ...
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... stand : The moon was full and shining clearly , And crisp with frost the stubble land . -He hears a noise - he's all awake- . Again ? -on tip - toe down the hill He softly creeps - Tis Goody Blake , She's at the hedge of Harry Gill ...
... stand : The moon was full and shining clearly , And crisp with frost the stubble land . -He hears a noise - he's all awake- . Again ? -on tip - toe down the hill He softly creeps - Tis Goody Blake , She's at the hedge of Harry Gill ...
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... stands near the Lake of ESTHWAITE , on a desolate part of the shore , yet commanding a beautiful prospect . Nay , Traveller ! rest . This lonely Yew - tree stands Far from all human dwelling : what if here No sparkling rivulet spread ...
... stands near the Lake of ESTHWAITE , on a desolate part of the shore , yet commanding a beautiful prospect . Nay , Traveller ! rest . This lonely Yew - tree stands Far from all human dwelling : what if here No sparkling rivulet spread ...
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Albatross Babe Beneath Betty Foy Betty's birds black lips breath breeze chatter cold composition dead dear endeavoured excitement fair fear feelings Friend Goody Blake green happy Harry Gill hath head hear heard heart high crag Hill of moss hope Idiot Boy idle Johnny Johnny's Kilve land of mist language limbs Liswyn farm live look Martha Ray metre metrical mind mist moon moonlight mountain nature never night numbers o'er objects oh misery old Susan Gale Owlets pain passion pleasure Poems Poet Poet's poetic diction Poetry Pond Pony poor old poor Susan porringer pray produced prose Quoth Reader round sails senses fail Ship silent Simon Lee song soul spirit Stephen Hill stood sweet tale tears tell thee There's things Thorn thou thought tion truth Twas verse voice wedding-guest wherefore wild wind wood words Young Harry
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Page 147 - 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 -' The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
Page 154 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea! About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night: The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Page 198 - Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
Page 171 - Under the keel nine fathom deep, From the land of mist and snow, The spirit slid ; a'nd it was he That made the ship to go.
Page 168 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Page 179 - Christ! what saw I there! Each corse lay flat, lifeless, and flat, And, by the holy rood! A man all light, a seraph-man, On every corse there stood. This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart — No voice; but oh!
Page 170 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Page 171 - gan stir, With a short uneasy motion Backwards and forwards half her length With a short uneasy motion. Then, like a pawing horse let go, She made a sudden bound: It flung the blood into my head, And I fell down in a swound.
Page xv - For a multitude of causes, unknown to former times, are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and, unfitting it for all voluntary exertion, to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor. The most effective of these causes are the great national events which are daily taking place, and the increasing accumulation of men in cities, where the uniformity of their occupations produces a craving for extraordinary incident, which the rapid communication of intelligence...
Page 54 - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.