Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Volum 2T.N. Longman and O. Rees, Paternoster-Row, 1800 |
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... dwell among the woods of Ure . " Then home he went , and left the Hart , stone - dead , With breathless nostrils stretch'd above the spring . And soon the Knight perform'd what he had said , The fame whereof through many a land did ring ...
... dwell among the woods of Ure . " Then home he went , and left the Hart , stone - dead , With breathless nostrils stretch'd above the spring . And soon the Knight perform'd what he had said , The fame whereof through many a land did ring ...
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... dwell here , even among these rocks Can trace the finger of mortality , And see , that with our threescore years and ten We are not all that perish . — I remember , For many years ago I pass'd this road , There was a foot - way all ...
... dwell here , even among these rocks Can trace the finger of mortality , And see , that with our threescore years and ten We are not all that perish . — I remember , For many years ago I pass'd this road , There was a foot - way all ...
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... dwell in strife ? We who in this , our natal spot , Once liv'd a happy life ! You stirr'd me on my rocky bed- What pleasure thro ' my veins you spread ! The Summer long from day to day My leaves you freshen'd and bedew'd ; Nor was it ...
... dwell in strife ? We who in this , our natal spot , Once liv'd a happy life ! You stirr'd me on my rocky bed- What pleasure thro ' my veins you spread ! The Summer long from day to day My leaves you freshen'd and bedew'd ; Nor was it ...
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... dwell alone Under the greenwood tree . The engines of her grief , the tools That shap'd her sorrow , rocks and pools , And airs that gently stir The vernal leaves , she loved them still , Nor ever tax'd them with the ill Which had been ...
... dwell alone Under the greenwood tree . The engines of her grief , the tools That shap'd her sorrow , rocks and pools , And airs that gently stir The vernal leaves , she loved them still , Nor ever tax'd them with the ill Which had been ...
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... dwell here , Had wonder'd at the work . But blame him not , For old Sir William was a gentle Knight Bred in this vale to which he appertain'd With all his ancestry . Then peace to him And for the outrage which he had devis'd Entire ...
... dwell here , Had wonder'd at the work . But blame him not , For old Sir William was a gentle Knight Bred in this vale to which he appertain'd With all his ancestry . Then peace to him And for the outrage which he had devis'd Entire ...
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Side 137 - ... their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see, Even in the motions of the Storm, Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. " 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.
Side 136 - Three years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse: and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Side 137 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Side 107 - The youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds.
Side 201 - Therefore, although it be a history Homely and rude, I will relate the same For the delight of a few natural hearts, And with yet fonder feeling, for the sake Of youthful Poets, who among these Hills Will be my second self when I am gone.
Side 53 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Side 200 - With a few sheep, with rocks and stones, and kites That overhead are sailing in the sky. It is in truth an utter solitude ; Nor should I have made mention of this dell But for one object which you might pass by, Might see and notice not.
Side 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.
Side 15 - 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 lake.
Side 130 - If there be one who need bemoan His kindred laid in earth, The household hearts that were his own, It is the man of mirth. My days, my friend, are almost gone; My life has been approved, And many love me ; but by none Am I enough beloved.