Poems, chosen and ed. by M. Arnold |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 11
Page xv
... moral ideas , " the compos ing moral and didactic poems ; -that brings us but a very little way in poetry . He means just the same thing as was meant when I spoke above " of the noble and pro- found application of ideas to life ; " and ...
... moral ideas , " the compos ing moral and didactic poems ; -that brings us but a very little way in poetry . He means just the same thing as was meant when I spoke above " of the noble and pro- found application of ideas to life ; " and ...
Page xvi
... moral makes hardly any difference , because human life itself is in so preponderating a degree moral . - It is important , therefore , to hold fast to this : that poetry is at bottom a criticism of life ; that the greatness of a poet ...
... moral makes hardly any difference , because human life itself is in so preponderating a degree moral . - It is important , therefore , to hold fast to this : that poetry is at bottom a criticism of life ; that the greatness of a poet ...
Page xvii
... consolations in distress , Of moral strength and intellectual power , Of joy in widest commonalty spread ' then we have a poet intent on " the best and master thing , " and who prosecutes his journey home . PREFACE . xvii.
... consolations in distress , Of moral strength and intellectual power , Of joy in widest commonalty spread ' then we have a poet intent on " the best and master thing , " and who prosecutes his journey home . PREFACE . xvii.
Page xx
... herself by statute to secure , For all the children whom her soil maintains , The rudiments of letters , and inform The mind with moral and religious truth . " Wordsworth calls Voltaire dull , and surely the production of XX PREFACE .
... herself by statute to secure , For all the children whom her soil maintains , The rudiments of letters , and inform The mind with moral and religious truth . " Wordsworth calls Voltaire dull , and surely the production of XX PREFACE .
Page 28
... moral frame Were thus impaired , and he became The slave of low desires : A man who without self - control Would seek what the degraded soul Unworthily admires . And yet he with no feigned delight Had wooed the Maiden , day and night ...
... moral frame Were thus impaired , and he became The slave of low desires : A man who without self - control Would seek what the degraded soul Unworthily admires . And yet he with no feigned delight Had wooed the Maiden , day and night ...
Common terms and phrases
Ambleside art thou beauty behold beneath birds blessed bower breath bright brook Busk calm cheer clouds Cottage dark dear delight dost doth dream earth F. T. PALGRAVE fair fancy fear feel flowers FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE Friend gentle Glaramara glory golden perch Grasmere grave green grove happy hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hills hope hour human Kilve live lofty lonely look mighty mind morning mortal mountain mourn murmur Nature Nature's never o'er pass passion peace pleasure POEMS poet poetry praise quiet RIVER DUDDON rock round season shade sigh sight silent SIMPLON PASS sing SIR NOEL PATON Skiddaw sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit St Mary's Abbey stars streams summer sweet tears tender thee thine things thou art thought Trajan trees truth Vale voice wander wild wind woods Wordsworth Yarrow youth
Popular passages
Page 192 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
Page 214 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration: the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly.
Page 196 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence ; truths that wake, To perish never ; Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour, Nor Man nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy...
Page 3 - Not blither is the mountain roe: With many a wanton stroke Her feet disperse the powdery snow, That rises up like smoke. The storm came on before its time: She wandered up and down; And many a hill did Lucy climb: 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 day-break on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door. They...
Page 198 - Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Page xxxi - I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head.
Page xv - One adequate support For the calamities of mortal life Exists — one only; an assured belief That the procession of our fate, howe'er Sad or disturbed, is ordered by a Being Of infinite benevolence and power; Whose everlasting purposes embrace All accidents, converting them to good.
Page 190 - Give unto me, made lowly wise, The spirit of self-sacrifice ; The confidence of reason give ; And in the light of truth thy bondman let me live ! 1805.
Page 179 - But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a lover ; and attired With sudden brightness, like a man inspired ; And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw...
Page 135 - 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.