A Selection from the Works of William Wordsworth, Poet LaureateEdward Moxon & Company, 1865 - 279 pages |
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... hours for me , thy face Turn from me , gentle Love ! nor let me walk Within the sound of Emma's voice , nor know Such ... hour , Have I been so beguiled as to be blind To my most grievous loss ? —That thought's return Was the worst pang ...
... hours for me , thy face Turn from me , gentle Love ! nor let me walk Within the sound of Emma's voice , nor know Such ... hour , Have I been so beguiled as to be blind To my most grievous loss ? —That thought's return Was the worst pang ...
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... hour , Have I derived from thy sweet power Some apprehension ; Some steady love ; some brief delight ; Some memory that had taken flight ; Some chime of fancy wrong or right ; Or stray invention . If stately passions in me burn , And ...
... hour , Have I derived from thy sweet power Some apprehension ; Some steady love ; some brief delight ; Some memory that had taken flight ; Some chime of fancy wrong or right ; Or stray invention . If stately passions in me burn , And ...
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... hours , Is in the grass beneath , that grows Unheeded , and the mute repose Of sweetly - breathing flowers . 1829 XVII So fair , so sweet , withal so sensitive , Would that the little Flowers were born to live , Conscious of half the ...
... hours , Is in the grass beneath , that grows Unheeded , and the mute repose Of sweetly - breathing flowers . 1829 XVII So fair , so sweet , withal so sensitive , Would that the little Flowers were born to live , Conscious of half the ...
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... hours . Thrice welcome , darling of the Spring ! Even yet thou art to me No bird , but an invisible thing , A voice , a mystery ; The same whom in my school - boy days I listened to ; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush ...
... hours . Thrice welcome , darling of the Spring ! Even yet thou art to me No bird , but an invisible thing , A voice , a mystery ; The same whom in my school - boy days I listened to ; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush ...
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... hours , And are up - gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this , for every thing , we are out of tune ; It moves us not . - Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I , standing on this pleasant lea ...
... hours , And are up - gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this , for every thing , we are out of tune ; It moves us not . - Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I , standing on this pleasant lea ...
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