Lyrical Ballads: With Pastoral and Other PoemsT.N. Longman and O.Rees, 1802 |
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第 xxxiv 頁
... mist and Mathematician , whatever difficulties and disgusts they may have had to struggle with , know and feel this . However painful may be the objects with which the Anatomist's knowledge is connected , he feels that his knowledge is ...
... mist and Mathematician , whatever difficulties and disgusts they may have had to struggle with , know and feel this . However painful may be the objects with which the Anatomist's knowledge is connected , he feels that his knowledge is ...
第 46 頁
... mist and rain , and storm and rain , No screen , no fence could I discover , And then the wind ! in faith , it was A wind full ten times over . I looked around , I thought I saw A jutting crag , and off I ran , Head 46.
... mist and rain , and storm and rain , No screen , no fence could I discover , And then the wind ! in faith , it was A wind full ten times over . I looked around , I thought I saw A jutting crag , and off I ran , Head 46.
第 148 頁
... Mist and Snow , And it grew wond'rous cold ; And Ice mast - high came floating by As green as Emerald . And thro ' the drifts the snowy clifts Did send a dismal sheen ; Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken- The Ice was all between . The ...
... Mist and Snow , And it grew wond'rous cold ; And Ice mast - high came floating by As green as Emerald . And thro ' the drifts the snowy clifts Did send a dismal sheen ; Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken- The Ice was all between . The ...
第 149 頁
... fit ; The Helmsman steer'd us thro ' . And a good south wind sprung up behind , The Albatross did follow ; And every day for food or play Came to the Mariner's hollo ! In mist or cloud on mast or shroud It perch'd 149.
... fit ; The Helmsman steer'd us thro ' . And a good south wind sprung up behind , The Albatross did follow ; And every day for food or play Came to the Mariner's hollo ! In mist or cloud on mast or shroud It perch'd 149.
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With Pastoral and Other Poems William Wordsworth. In mist or cloud on mast or shroud It perch'd for vespers nine , Whiles all the night thro ' fog - smoke white Glimmer'd the white moon - shine . " God save thee , ancient Mariner ...
With Pastoral and Other Poems William Wordsworth. In mist or cloud on mast or shroud It perch'd for vespers nine , Whiles all the night thro ' fog - smoke white Glimmer'd the white moon - shine . " God save thee , ancient Mariner ...
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Albatross ancient Mariner Babe Beneath Betty Foy Betty's birds black lips breeze chatter church-yard cold dead dear door 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 Johnny Johnny's Kilve land of mist language limbs Liswyn farm live look'd looks Maid Martha Ray metre mind mist moon moonlight mountain mov'd nature never night numbers o'er objects oh misery Owlets pain pass'd passion pleasure Poems Poet Poet's poetic diction Poetry Pond Pony poor old poor Susan porringer pray produced prose Quoth Reader round Ship silent Simon Lee song soul spirit Stephen Hill stood sweet tale tautology tears tell thee There's things Thorn thou thought thro tion tree truth Twas verse voice wedding-guest wherefore wild wind wood words Young Harry
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第 195 頁 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors 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, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
第 196 頁 - 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.
第 vii 頁 - Humble and rustic life was generally chosen, because, in that condition, the essential passions of the heart find a better soil in which they can attain their maturity, are less under restraint, and speak a plainer and more emphatic language...
第 198 頁 - 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. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear dear Sister! and this prayer I make Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lend From joy to joy...
第 xxxviii 頁 - The remotest discoveries of the Chemist, the Botanist, or Mineralogist will be as proper objects of the Poet's art as any upon which it can be employed if the time should ever come when these things shall be familiar to us and the relations under which they are contemplated by the followers of these respective sciences shall be manifestly and palpably material to us as enjoying and suffering beings.
第 153 頁 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
第 xxxvii 頁 - He is the rock of defence for human nature; an upholder and preserver, carrying everywhere with him relationship and love. In spite of difference of soil and climate, of language and manners, of laws and customs : in spite of things silently gone out of mind, and things violently destroyed; the Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society, as it is spread over the whole earth, and over all time.
第 194 頁 - In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer thro...
第 92 頁 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
第 192 頁 - These plots of cottage-ground, these orchard-tufts, Which at this season, with their unripe fruits, Are clad in one green hue, and lose themselves Among the woods and copses, nor disturb The wild green landscape. Once again I see These hedgerows, hardly hedgerows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild ; these pastoral farms, Green to the very door ; and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees!