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  1. Hace 2 días · And half-inch fissures in the slippery rock. But ill sustain'd, and almost, as it seem'd, Suspended by the blast which blew amain, Shouldering the naked crag; Oh! at that time, While on the perilous ridge I hung alone, With what strange utterance did the loud dry wind. Blow through my ears! the sky seem'd not a sky.

  2. Hace 2 días · Instinctive homage pay; Nor wants the dim-lit cave a wreath. To honor thee, sweet May! Where cities fanned by thy brisk airs. Behold a smokeless sky, Their puniest flower -pot-nursling dares. To open a bright eye. And if, on this thy natal morn, The pole, from which thy name.

  3. Hace 2 días · But when the Pony moved his legs, Oh! then for the poor Idiot Boy! For joy he cannot hold the bridle, For joy his head and heels are idle, He's idle all for very joy. And while the Pony moves his legs, In Johnny's left hand you may see. The green bough motionless and dead: The Moon that shines above his head.

  4. 21 de may. de 2024 · My father's family! Oh! pleasant, pleasant were the days, D. The time, when, in our childish plays, D. My sister Emmeline and I E. Together chased the butterfly! A very hunter did I rush F. Upon the prey:---with leaps and spring X. I followed on from brake to bush; X. But she, God love her, feared to brush F.

  5. Hace 5 días · The Excursion - Book First - The Wanderer. To finer distance. Mine was at that hour. Rest, and be welcomed there to livelier joy. And ever with me as I paced along. The wished-for port to which my course was bound. But stout and hale, for travel unimpaired. An iron-pointed staff lay at his side.

  6. Hace 6 días · The eye reposes on a secret bridge. Half grey, half shagged with ivy to its ridge; There, bending o'er the stream, the listless swain. Lingers behind his disappearing wain. --Did Sabine grace adorn my living line, Blandusia's praise, wild stream, should yield to thine! Never shall ruthless minister of death.

  7. Hace 6 días · William Wordsworth (7 April 1770 – 23 April 1850) was an English Romantic poet who, with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, helped to launch the Romantic Age in English literature with their joint publication Lyrical Ballads (1798). Wordsworth's magnum opus is generally considered to be The Prelude, a semi-autobiographical poem of his early years that ...

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