Dorothy Wordsworth: The Story of a Sister's LoveJ. Clarke & Company, 1886 - 214 pages |
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... companion picture , but a more happy and pleasant one , in the lives of William and Dorothy Wordsworth . The culture and well - being of a nation depend largely upon the character , purity , and progress of its literature . To no class ...
... companion picture , but a more happy and pleasant one , in the lives of William and Dorothy Wordsworth . The culture and well - being of a nation depend largely upon the character , purity , and progress of its literature . To no class ...
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... companion of my walks , and my dear William may be of our party . He is now going upon a tour in the West of England with a gentleman who was formerly a schoolfellow - a man of fortune , who is to bear all the expenses of the journey ...
... companion of my walks , and my dear William may be of our party . He is now going upon a tour in the West of England with a gentleman who was formerly a schoolfellow - a man of fortune , who is to bear all the expenses of the journey ...
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... the means of livelihood for a few years , one of their cherished hopes was realised . His childhood's playmate became his • constant and lifelong companion , devoting herself to him and 2 DOROTHY WORDSWORTH . 17 CHAPTER III.
... the means of livelihood for a few years , one of their cherished hopes was realised . His childhood's playmate became his • constant and lifelong companion , devoting herself to him and 2 DOROTHY WORDSWORTH . 17 CHAPTER III.
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The Story of a Sister's Love Edmund Lee. constant and lifelong companion , devoting herself to him and his interests and aims as only a noble woman could have done . At what a critical time Miss Wordsworth thus entered more closely into ...
The Story of a Sister's Love Edmund Lee. constant and lifelong companion , devoting herself to him and his interests and aims as only a noble woman could have done . At what a critical time Miss Wordsworth thus entered more closely into ...
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... Companion never lost through many a league- Maintain'd for me a saving intercourse With my true self ; for , though ... companions . However great may have been her influence upon him previously , it now became a moulding and educating ...
... Companion never lost through many a league- Maintain'd for me a saving intercourse With my true self ; for , though ... companions . However great may have been her influence upon him previously , it now became a moulding and educating ...
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Page 78 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils ; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. " Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay ; Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Page 26 - My dear, dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister!
Page 26 - tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash...
Page 58 - Shalt show us how divine a thing A Woman may be made. Thy thoughts and feelings shall not die, Nor leave thee, when grey hairs are nigh A melancholy slave; But an old age serene and bright, And lovely as a Lapland night, Shall lead thee to thy grave.
Page 27 - Nor wilt thou then forget, That after many wanderings, many years Of absence, these steep woods and lofty cliffs, And this green pastoral landscape, were to me More dear, both for themselves and for thy sake!
Page 121 - I never saw daffodils so beautiful. They grew among the mossy stones about and about them; some rested their heads upon these stones as on a pillow for weariness ; and the rest tossed and reeled and danced...
Page x - own exceeding great reward ; ' it has soothed my afflictions ; it has multiplied and refined my enjoyments ; it has endeared solitude ; and it has given me the habit of wishing to discover the good and the beautiful in all that meets and surrounds me.
Page 53 - I AM not one who much or oft delight To season my fireside with personal talk, Of friends, who live within an easy walk, Or neighbours, daily, weekly, in my sight : And, for my chance-acquaintance, ladies bright, Sons, mothers, maidens withering on the stalk, These all wear out of me, like forms with chalk Painted on rich men's floors, for one feast-night Better than such discourse doth silence long, Long, barren silence, square with my desire...
Page 24 - IT is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense, of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And grass in the green Held.
Page 95 - I be loth to stir? I feel this place was made for her; To give new pleasure like the past, Continued long as life shall last. Nor am I loth, though pleased at heart, Sweet Highland Girl!