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Page 67
... in radiant peace below , and the quiet and sacred heavens above . " Probably there is no spot of English ground to which more pilgrimages have , during the last half- century , been made than the vale of Grasmere , THE LAKE DISTRICT . 67.
... in radiant peace below , and the quiet and sacred heavens above . " Probably there is no spot of English ground to which more pilgrimages have , during the last half- century , been made than the vale of Grasmere , THE LAKE DISTRICT . 67.
Page 68
... vale and lake are almost as articulate to the hear- ing ear as are the storied stones of Rome . But Life's grandest music is audible only to the ready ear . It is to the " inward eye " of love , gathering its treasured harvest , that ...
... vale and lake are almost as articulate to the hear- ing ear as are the storied stones of Rome . But Life's grandest music is audible only to the ready ear . It is to the " inward eye " of love , gathering its treasured harvest , that ...
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Edmund Lee. From the orchard are obtained views almost unrivalled of mountain , vale , and lake , embracing the extensive range from Helm Crag and the vales of Easedale and Wythburn , down to the wooded heights of Loughrigg . Words ...
Edmund Lee. From the orchard are obtained views almost unrivalled of mountain , vale , and lake , embracing the extensive range from Helm Crag and the vales of Easedale and Wythburn , down to the wooded heights of Loughrigg . Words ...
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... Vale , Wordsworth's neighbors and friends , were photo- graphed in that journal . The Church , the lake , its Island , John's Grove , White Moss Common , Point Rash Judgment , Easedale , Dunmail Raise - every thing given in clearest ...
... Vale , Wordsworth's neighbors and friends , were photo- graphed in that journal . The Church , the lake , its Island , John's Grove , White Moss Common , Point Rash Judgment , Easedale , Dunmail Raise - every thing given in clearest ...
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... her kindred companion , she walked in happy con- verse . Among such favored nooks probably the next in interest to their loved " garden - orchard " would be found the beauteous vale of Easedale . Here is a SOME MEMORIAL NOOKS . 85.
... her kindred companion , she walked in happy con- verse . Among such favored nooks probably the next in interest to their loved " garden - orchard " would be found the beauteous vale of Easedale . Here is a SOME MEMORIAL NOOKS . 85.
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Page 97 - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Page 101 - 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 51 - 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 50 - 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 50 - 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.
Page 97 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and- smiles.
Page 101 - 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. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee ; A poet could not...
Page 98 - A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light.
Page 16 - 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 119 - ... when I am far away : For never saw I mien, or face, In which more plainly I could trace Benignity and home-bred sense Ripening in perfect innocence. Here scattered, like a random seed, Remote from men, Thou dost not need The...