The Angler in the Lake District: Or, Piscatory Colloquies and Fishing Excursions in Westmoreland and Cumberland |
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AMICUS amongst angler angling animals ascending assured Bampton Grange beauty believe better boatman Borrowdale Brathay breeding called character charming charr chiefly church COLLOQUY colour commonly Crag Crummock Water dale dark Derwent Derwentwater distance Duddon effect Ennerdale Eskdale especially favourable feeling fell Grasmere Greta hatching heard hills hope infer instance interest islet Keswick kind labour Lake District Langdale LANGDALE PIKES less lower marks meadows mention mind mountain nature never observe owing passing pastoral peculiar pike PISCATOR pleasant poet poet's pound Pray pretty rain remarkable remember rising river road Robert Walker rock Rydal Mount salmon Santon Bridge scenery season Seathwaite seen sheep smolts speak sport spot stream success sure taken Tarn tell tion trees trout Ulpha vale valley vendace Wastwater weather whilst wild wind Windermere winter wood Wordsworth worthy young fish
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Page 199 - Plain living and high thinking are no more : The homely beauty of the good old cause Is gone ; our peace, our fearful innocence, And pure religion breathing household laws...
Page 257 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie, His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills. In him the savage virtue of the race, Revenge, and all ferocious thoughts were dead Nor did he change ; but kept in lofty place The wisdom which adversity had bred. Glad were the vales, and every cottage hearth ; The shepherd lord was honoured more and more ; And, ages after he was laid in earth, "The good Lord Clifford
Page 198 - O Friend ! I know not which way I must look For comfort, being, as I am, opprest, To think that now our life is only drest For show; mean handy-work of craftsman, cook, Or groom ! — We must run glittering like a brook In the open sunshine, or we are unblest : The wealthiest man among us is the best: No grandeur now in nature or in book Delights us.
Page 59 - When I had gazed perhaps two minutes' space, Joanna, looking in my eyes, beheld That ravishment of mine, and laughed aloud. The rock, like something starting from a sleep, Took up the lady's voice, and laughed again : That ancient woman seated on Helm-Crag Was ready with her cavern : Hammer-Scar, And the tall steep of Silver-How, sent.
Page 249 - And may thy Poet, cloud-born Stream ! be free — The sweets of earth contentedly resigned, And each tumultuous working left behind At seemly distance — to advance like Thee ; Prepared, in peace of heart, in calm of mind And soul, to mingle with Eternity ! AFTER-THOUGHT / thought of Thee, my partner and my guide As being past away.
Page 200 - To the Memory of WILLIAM WORDSWORTH, a true Philosopher and Poet, who, by the special gift and calling of Almighty God; whether he discoursed on Man or Nature^ failed not to lift up the heart to holy things, tired not of maintaining the cause of the poor and simple ; and so, in perilous times was raised up, to be a chief minister not only of noblest poesy, but of high and sacred truth, THIS MEMORIAL is placed here by his Friends and Neighbours,.
Page 59 - I had gazed perhaps two minutes' space, Joanna, looking in my eyes, beheld That ravishment of mine, and laughed aloud. The Rock, like something starting from a sleep, Took up the lady's voice, and laughed again ; That ancient woman seated on Helm-crag Was ready with her cavern ; Hammar-scar, And the tall steep of Silver-how, sent forth A noise of laughter ; southern Loughrigg heard, And Fairfield answered with a mountain tone ; Helvellyn far into the clear blue sky Carried the lady's voice ; old...
Page 212 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
Page 242 - ... for this deep vale, protect Truth's holy lamp, pure source of bright effect, Gifted to purge the vapoury atmosphere That seeks to stifle it ; as in those days When this low pile a Gospel teacher knew, Whose good works formed an endless retinue : A pastor such as Chaucer's verse portrays; Such as the heaven-taught skill of Herbert drew ; And tender Goldsmith crowned with deathless praise...
Page 245 - THE KIRK of ULPHA to the Pilgrim's eye Is welcome as a Star, that doth present Its shining forehead through the peaceful rent Of a black cloud diffused o'er half the sky...