Youth: Or Scenes from the Past; and Other Poems |
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... pain , Its hopes , fears , studies , thine applause repays Largely the poet's labour : so he gain - - Thy kind approval of his humble strain , He heeds not , then , the cold indifferent gaze Of distant strangers . Feelings that outlive ...
... pain , Its hopes , fears , studies , thine applause repays Largely the poet's labour : so he gain - - Thy kind approval of his humble strain , He heeds not , then , the cold indifferent gaze Of distant strangers . Feelings that outlive ...
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... painful duty sweet , Tempered by love and crowned with just applause . THE LOVE OF NATURE . I. What call'st thou solitude ? Is not the earth With various living creatures , and the air - Replenished , and all these at thy command , To ...
... painful duty sweet , Tempered by love and crowned with just applause . THE LOVE OF NATURE . I. What call'st thou solitude ? Is not the earth With various living creatures , and the air - Replenished , and all these at thy command , To ...
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... pain deride , And taunt my weakness with sarcastic tongue , That shamed , at once , and roused me : manly pride And just resentment dashed the tear aside ; Yet could not long the rising grief o'rrule , Home sick , heart riven , by that ...
... pain deride , And taunt my weakness with sarcastic tongue , That shamed , at once , and roused me : manly pride And just resentment dashed the tear aside ; Yet could not long the rising grief o'rrule , Home sick , heart riven , by that ...
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... of uncouth sound and rules of art , To me unmeaning , as replete with pain , Sought entrance first on my reluctant brain , Till then indulged , I ne'er had known the smart 28 SCENES FROM THE PAST . The Boy Tyrant The Latin Grammar.
... of uncouth sound and rules of art , To me unmeaning , as replete with pain , Sought entrance first on my reluctant brain , Till then indulged , I ne'er had known the smart 28 SCENES FROM THE PAST . The Boy Tyrant The Latin Grammar.
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... Pain . WORDSWORTH . THE TERM IS ENDED ! what more grateful sound To mortal ears ! to toil - worn judge sedate , To weary lawyer , doomed on courts to wait , And client , not less wearied , who has found His endless law - suit , for a ...
... Pain . WORDSWORTH . THE TERM IS ENDED ! what more grateful sound To mortal ears ! to toil - worn judge sedate , To weary lawyer , doomed on courts to wait , And client , not less wearied , who has found His endless law - suit , for a ...
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afar AKENSIDE alike ambition claims beauty beauty's bosoms bower breast breathe bright brow BYRON charms Conscience daring dark deeds deem deep divine dream dwell e'en fair false friends fame fancy farewell fear fearless feelings fire flame forms fraught FREE INQUIRY friendship's frown genius glory glow grace grief haply hath heart heaven hence hill hopes hour kindred life's light light sail living love's man's marble live mind mortal mountain Muse native nature ne'er o'er ocean pain passion plain pleasure pleasure's poetic pride proud pure rapture rill roused scenes scorn senseless things shade SHAKSPEARE shine silent poets smile soar soon sorrows soul sparkling sport spring strain stream strife sublime sundered hearts sway swelling tears thee thine thou thought throne toil true truth Twas virtue virtue's wandering warm waves wide wild WILLIAM PLUMER winds wood warblers WORDSWORTH wrought youth
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Page 77 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed; in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Page 54 - While many of his tribe slumber'd around ; And they were canopied by the blue sky. So cloudless, clear, and purely beautiful, That God alone was to be seen in heaven.
Page 61 - And let my liver rather heat with wine Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?
Page 34 - If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work...
Page 90 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now.
Page 20 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Page 98 - He is the freeman whom the truth makes free, And all are slaves beside. There's not a chain That hellish foes, confederate for his harm, Can wind around him, but he casts it off With as much ease as Samson his green withes.
Page 91 - More safe I sing with mortal voice, unchanged To hoarse or mute, though fallen on evil days, On evil days though fallen, and evil tongues, In darkness, and with dangers compassed round, And solitude; yet not alone, while thou Visit'st my slumbers nightly, or when Morn Purples the East.
Page 96 - From Heaven my strains begin: from Heaven descends The flame of genius to the human breast, And love and beauty, and poetic joy And inspiration. Ere the radiant sun Sprang from the east, or 'mid the vault of night The moon suspended her serener lamp; Ere mountains, woods, or streams...
Page 117 - I've been wand'ring away — To see thus around me my youth's early friends, As smiling and kind as in that happy day ? Though haply o'er some of your brows, as o'er mine, The snow-fall of time may be stealing — what then ? Like Alps in the sunset, thus lighted by wine...