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第203页 - Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they ? I pray you tell/ She answered, " Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two arc gone to sea; " Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
第359页 - And left the work unfinished when he died. Three years, or little more, did Isabel Survive her Husband : at her death the estate Was sold, and went into a stranger's hand. The Cottage which was named The Evening Star Is gone — the ploughshare has been through the ground On which it stood...
第300页 - Alas ! the fowls of heaven have wings, And blasts of heaven will aid their flight ; They mount — how short a voyage brings The wanderers back to their delight ! Chains tie us down by land and sea ; And wishes, vain as mine, may be All that is left to comfort thee.
第343页 - 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.
第201页 - And then an open field they crossed : The marks were still the same; They tracked them on, nor ever lost; And to the bridge they came. They followed from the snowy bank Those footmarks, one by one, Into the middle of the plank; And further there were none ! — Yet some maintain that to this day She is a living child ; That you may see sweet Lucy Gray Upon the lonesome wild. O'er rough and smooth she trips along, And never looks behind; And sings a solitary song That whistles in the wind.
第275页 - Tis past, that melancholy dream! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time ; for still I seem To love thee more and more.
第273页 - Strange fits of passion have I known: And I will dare to tell, But in the Lover's ear alone, What once to me befell. When she I loved looked every day Fresh as a rose in June, I to her cottage bent my way, Beneath an evening-moon.
第348页 - He was his comfort and his daily hope. While in this sort the simple household lived From day to day, to Michael's ear there came Distressful tidings. Long before the time Of which I speak, the Shepherd had been bound In surety for his brother's son, a man Of an industrious life, and ample means...
第344页 - And grossly that man errs who should suppose That the green valleys, and the streams and rocks, Were things indifferent to the shepherd's thoughts.
第188页 - BEHOLD, within the leafy shade, Those bright blue eggs together laid ! On me the chance-discovered sight Gleamed like a vision of delight. I started — seeming to espy The home and sheltered bed, The Sparrow's dwelling, which, hard by My Father's, house, in wet or dry My sister Emmeline and I Together visited.