The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Հատոր 5

William Wordsworth

Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown and Green, 1827

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• The Solitary: 47
• Despondency: 87
• Despondency corrected: 131
• The Pastor: 189
• The Churchyard among the Mountains: 233
• The Parsonage: 331
• Discourse of the Wanderer: 359
• NOTES: 393

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Էջ 178 - Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith ; and there are times, I doubt not, when to you it doth impart Authentic tidings of invisible things; Of ebb and flow, and ever-during power; And central peace, subsisting at the heart Of endless agitation.‎

Էջ 82 - Far sinking into splendour — without end! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted ; here, serene pavilions bright In avenues disposed : there towers begirt With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars...‎

Էջ 419 - What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What needst thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.‎

Էջ 166 - In that fair clime, the lonely herdsman, stretched On the soft grass through half a summer's day, With music lulled his indolent repose : And, in some fit of weariness, if he, When his own breath was silent, chanced to hear A distant strain, far sweeter than the sounds Which his poor skill could make, his fancy fetched, Even from the blazing chariot of the sun, A beardless Youth, who touched a golden lute, And filled the illumined groves with ravishment.‎

Էջ xv - I, long before the blissful hour arrives, Would chant, in lonely peace, the spousal verse Of this great consummation — and, by words Which speak of nothing more than what we are, Would I arouse the sensual from their sleep Of Death, and win the vacant and the vain To noble raptures...‎

Էջ xvi - The human Soul of universal earth, Dreaming on things to come; and dost possess A metropolitan temple in the hearts Of mighty Poets : upon me bestow A gift of genuine insight ; that my Song With star-like virtue in its place may shine, Shedding benignant influence, and secure, Itself, from all malevolent effect Of those mutations that extend their sway Throughout the nether sphere...‎

Էջ 363 - Fresh power to commune with the invisible world, And hear the mighty stream of tendency Uttering, for elevation of our thought, A clear sonorous voice, inaudible To the vast multitude ; whose doom it is To run the giddy round of vain delight, Or fret and labour on the Plain below.‎

Էջ 24 - Oh, Sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket.‎

Էջ xiv - Beauty — a living presence of the earth, Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth's materials — waits upon my steps ; Pitches her tents before me as I move, An hourly neighbor.‎

Էջ 42 - mid the calm oblivious tendencies Of nature, 'mid her plants, and weeds, and flowers, And silent overgrowings, still survived.‎

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• Վերնագիր: The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Հատոր 5; The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, William Wordsworth
• Հեղինակ: William Wordsworth
• Հրատարակիչ: Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown and Green, 1827
• Original from: Օքսֆորդի համալսարան
• Digitized: 26 Սեպտեմբեր 2006