The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, 2 tomas

William Wordsworth

Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1827

Turinys

• To the Daisy: 7
• Who fancied what a pretty sight: 14
• A Fragment: 21
• Hint from the Mountains: 28
• Address to my Infant Daughter: 36
• There was a Boy c: 43
• A Nightpiece: 49
• View from the Top of Black Comb 555555: 55
• O Nightingale thou surely art c: 62
• Goody Blake and Harry Gill: 71
• wandered lonely as a Cloud: 77
• Stargazers: 85
• Beggars: 93
• Laodamía: 112
• Her eyes are wild her head is bare: 119
• Resolution and Independence: 125
• The Thorn: 132
• Hartleap Well: 144
• Song at the Feast of Brougham Castle: 155
• Yes it was the mountain Echo: 164
• Ode The Pass of Kirkstone: 170
• Lines: 179
• Peter Bell: 187
• Pelion and Ossa flourished side by side: 261
• To Sleep: 267
• On the Detraction which followed the Publication: 273
• To the River Derwent: 274
• From the Italian of Michael Angelo: 280
• It is a beauteous Evening: 286
• Personal Talk: 292
• Fair Prime of life: 298
• Retirement: 300
• Not Love nor: 306
• The Stars are mansions built by Natures hand: 312
• With how sad steps O Moon: 318
• Pure element of waters: 324
• These words were uttered as in pensive mood: 329
• June 1820: 335
• Strange visitation: 341
• minds: 348
• Supplement to the Preface: 358

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Bibliografinė informacija

• Pavadinimas: The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, 2 tomas; The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, William Wordsworth
• Autorius: William Wordsworth
• Leidėjas: Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1827
• Originalas iš: Oksfordo universitetas
• Pakeista skaitmenine forma: 17 liepos 2007