The Works of Professor Wilson of the University of Edinburgh: Essays critical and imaginativeW. Blackwood, 1856 |
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... streaming along the woods of the Isle called Beautiful ; while , hark , the merry church - tower bells hail the Victory , gathering the green shore round rushy Cockshut - Point ; and lo ! ere you could count your fingers , the whole ...
... streaming along the woods of the Isle called Beautiful ; while , hark , the merry church - tower bells hail the Victory , gathering the green shore round rushy Cockshut - Point ; and lo ! ere you could count your fingers , the whole ...
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... stream - in temperature so nearly the same as the summer air , that ere you are half across , you know not , but by the pressure on your knees , that you are in the water . What has become of you , my friend ? Abuse not the bank for ...
... stream - in temperature so nearly the same as the summer air , that ere you are half across , you know not , but by the pressure on your knees , that you are in the water . What has become of you , my friend ? Abuse not the bank for ...
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... stream that DUD- DON is , to which " the Bard " has addressed an eulogistic Libel of Sonnets . Jonathan never was at Goat's Water , but Christopher has many a time ; and this is its rivulet . The last ascent to it is very steep ; but ...
... stream that DUD- DON is , to which " the Bard " has addressed an eulogistic Libel of Sonnets . Jonathan never was at Goat's Water , but Christopher has many a time ; and this is its rivulet . The last ascent to it is very steep ; but ...
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... stream , neither at its source , as is done in the sonnets , nor from its termination ; but from Coniston over Walna Scar ; first de- scending into a little circular valley , a collateral compartment of the long winding vale through ...
... stream , neither at its source , as is done in the sonnets , nor from its termination ; but from Coniston over Walna Scar ; first de- scending into a little circular valley , a collateral compartment of the long winding vale through ...
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... streams— “ one calleth to another ; " and I would gladly believe that " The Brook " will , ere long , murmur in ... stream from source to sea , in one continuous strain , is considerable ; and Mr Wordsworth has given it the go - by ...
... streams— “ one calleth to another ; " and I would gladly believe that " The Brook " will , ere long , murmur in ... stream from source to sea , in one continuous strain , is considerable ; and Mr Wordsworth has given it the go - by ...
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Seite 222 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Seite 202 - To him who, in the love of Nature, holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language : for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty ; and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Seite 203 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Seite 203 - His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Seite 130 - WHEN cats run home and light is come, And dew is cold upon the ground, And the far-off stream is dumb, And the whirring sail goes round, And the whirring sail goes round ; Alone and warming his five wits, The white owl in the belfry sits.
Seite 200 - ... of these trees In music ; — thou art in the cooler breath That from the inmost darkness of the place Comes, scarcely felt ; the barky trunks, the ground, The fresh moist ground, are all instinct with thee. Here is continual worship; — nature, here, In the tranquillity that thou dost love, Enjoys thy presence. Noiselessly, around, From perch to perch, the solitary bird Passes ; and yon clear spring, that, midst its herbs, Wells softly forth and visits the strong roots Of half the mighty forest,...
Seite 138 - My life is dreary, He cometh not,' she said ; She said, ' I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead...
Seite 201 - E'er wore his crown as loftily as he Wears the green coronal of leaves with which Thy hand has graced him. Nestled at his root Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower With scented breath, and look so like a smile, Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mould, An emanation of the indwelling Life, A visible token of the upholding Love, That are the soul of this wide universe.
Seite 219 - That lifts his tossing mane. A moment in the British camp — A moment — and away Back to the pathless forest, Before the peep of day. Grave men there are by broad Santee, Grave men with hoary hairs; Their hearts are all with Marion, For Marion are their prayers. And lovely ladies greet our band With kindliest welcoming, With smiles like those of summer, And tears like those of spring. For them we wear these trusty arms, And lay them down no more Till we have driven the Briton Forever from our...
Seite 200 - Father, thy hand Hath reared these venerable columns, thou Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose All these fair ranks of trees.