English Lake District as Interpreted in the Poems of WordsworthD. Douglas, 1878 - 248 páginas |
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The English Lake District as Interpreted in the Poems of Wordsworth William Angus Knight Visualização completa - 1878 |
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allusions Ambleside ascend beautiful beneath Blea Tarn Borrowdale breath breeze bright brook calm churchyard clouds Cockermouth composed cottage Cradock crag deep delight described district Dorothy Wordsworth Dove Cottage dwelling earth Easdale Excursion feeling flowers garden genius Ghyll Grasmere green ground grove hath Hawkshead heart Helm Crag Helvellyn hills human I. F. MSS Ibid lake Langdale living look Loughrigg Loughrigg Fell mind mountain Nab Scar Nature Nature's nook o'er pass poem poet poet's Poetical poetry pool Prelude Prose quote reference ridge rill road rock rocky Rydal Mount says scene seen shade side sight sister Skiddaw solitary solitude sonnet soul spirit spot stars stone stood stream summer summit terrace thee things Thirlmere thou thought trees Ullswater vale valley verses voice walk wall Wanderer wild William Wordsworth wind Windermere woods Wordsworth worth's yew-trees
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Página 125 - They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure...
Página 163 - Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea. Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith ; and there are times, I doubt not, when to you it doth impart Authentic tidings of invisible things ; Of ebb and flow, and evcr-during power ; And central peace, subsisting at the heart Of endless agitation.
Página 80 - Performed all kinds of labour for his sheep, And for the land, his small inheritance. And to that hollow dell from time to time Did he repair, to build the Fold of which His flock had need. 'Tis not forgotten yet The pity which was then in every heart For the old Man — and 'tis believed by all That many and many a day he thither went, And never lifted up a single stone.
Página 230 - The majority of the following poems are to be considered as experiments. They were written chiefly with a view to ascertain how far the language of conversation in the middle and lower classes of society is adapted to the purposes of poetic pleasure.
Página 34 - And long halloos and screams, and echoes loud, Redoubled and redoubled, concourse wild Of jocund din ; and, when a lengthened pause Of silence came and baffled his best skill, Then sometimes, in that silence while he hung Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise Has carried far into his heart the voice Of mountain torrents ; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind, With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven, received Into the bosom of the steady...
Página 248 - He too upon a wintry clime Had fallen — on this iron time Of doubts, disputes, distractions, fears. He found us when the age had bound Our souls in its benumbing round ; He spoke, and loosed our heart in tears. He laid us as we lay at birth On the cool flowery lap of earth...
Página 23 - I was only then Contented, when with bliss ineffable I felt the sentiment of Being...
Página 29 - Then, reascending the bare common, saw A naked pool that lay beneath the hills, The beacon on the summit, and, more near, A girl, who bore a pitcher on her head, And seemed with difficult steps to force her way Against the blowing wind. It was, in truth, An ordinary sight ; but I should need Colours and words that are unknown to man, To paint the visionary dreariness Which, while I looked all round for my lost guide, Invested moorland waste, and naked pool.
Página 16 - Wisdom and Spirit of the universe ! Thou Soul that art the eternity of thought, That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul ; Not with the mean and vulgar works of man, But with high objects, with enduring things — With life and nature — purifying thus The elements of feeling and of thought, And sanctifying, by such discipline, Both...
Página 49 - THE GREEN LINNET. BENEATH these fruit-tree boughs that shed Their snow-white blossoms on my head, With brightest sunshine round me spread Of spring's unclouded weather, In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit upon my orchard-seat ! And birds and flowers once more to greet, My last year's friends together.