Lyrical Ballads,: With Pastoral and Other Poems. In Two Volumes, 第 357 期,第 2 卷Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, By R. Taylor and Company, 1805 |
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第 61 頁
... me , why should I wish to roam ? This spot is my paternal home , It is my pleasant Heritage ; My Father many a happy year Here spread his careless blossoms , here Attained a good old age . " Even such as his may What cause have I 61.
... me , why should I wish to roam ? This spot is my paternal home , It is my pleasant Heritage ; My Father many a happy year Here spread his careless blossoms , here Attained a good old age . " Even such as his may What cause have I 61.
第 96 頁
... wish the press - gang or the drum With its tantara sound , would come And sweep him from the village ! " I said not this , because he loves Through the long day to swear and tipple ; But for the poor dear sake of one To whom a foul deed ...
... wish the press - gang or the drum With its tantara sound , would come And sweep him from the village ! " I said not this , because he loves Through the long day to swear and tipple ; But for the poor dear sake of one To whom a foul deed ...
第 112 頁
... wish remained , not one , They stirred him now no more ; New objects did new pleasure give , And once again he wished to live As lawless as before . Meanwhile , as thus with him it fared , They for the voyage were prepared , And went to ...
... wish remained , not one , They stirred him now no more ; New objects did new pleasure give , And once again he wished to live As lawless as before . Meanwhile , as thus with him it fared , They for the voyage were prepared , And went to ...
第 126 頁
... at her and looked again : -And did not wish her mine . " Matthew is in his grave , yet now Methinks I see him stand , As at that moment , with his bough Of wilding in his hand , The FOUNTAIN , A Conversation . We talked with open 126.
... at her and looked again : -And did not wish her mine . " Matthew is in his grave , yet now Methinks I see him stand , As at that moment , with his bough Of wilding in his hand , The FOUNTAIN , A Conversation . We talked with open 126.
第 175 頁
... wish to give some sort of record to such Incidents , or renew the gratifi- cation of such Feelings , Names have been given to Places by the Author and some of his Friends , and the follow- ing Poems written in consequence . POEMS on the ...
... wish to give some sort of record to such Incidents , or renew the gratifi- cation of such Feelings , Names have been given to Places by the Author and some of his Friends , and the follow- ing Poems written in consequence . POEMS on the ...
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第 137 頁 - 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. And vital feelings of delight Shall rear her form to stately height, Her virgin bosom swell ; Such thoughts to Lucy I will give While she and I together live Here in this happy dell.
第 136 頁 - 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.
第 137 頁 - 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.
第 52 頁 - 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.
第 73 頁 - But never reached the town. The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide: But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At daybreak on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door. They wept - and, turning homeward, cried, "In heaven we all shall meet"; - When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet.
第 107 頁 - 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.
第 224 頁 - He may return to us. If here he stay, What can be done? Where every one is poor, What can be gained?
第 142 頁 - Thou know'st that twice a day I have brought thee in this can Fresh water from the brook as clear as ever ran ; And twice in the day when the ground is wet with dew I bring thee draughts of milk, warm milk it is and new.
第 220 頁 - Receiving from his Father hire of praise ; Though nought was left undone which staff, or voice, Or looks, or threatening gestures, could perform. But soon as Luke, full ten years old, could stand Against the mountain blasts ; and to the heights, Not fearing toil, nor length of weary ways, He with his Father daily went, and they...
第 74 頁 - 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.