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Hace 4 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.
Hace 1 día · Retirement. With action, were as nothing, patriot Friend! Who shun the mischief which they cannot heal. To gentle Natures, thanks not Heaven amiss. If the whole weight of what we think and feel, Save only far as thought and feeling blend With action, were as nothing, patriot Friend! From thy remonstran.
Hace 4 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.
9 de may. de 2024 · William Wordsworth Long Poems. 1. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Xiv. - The Cuckoo At Laverna - May 25, 1837. 2. Loving And Liking - Irregular Verses - Addressed To A Child (by My Sister) 3. On The Same Subject (to A Painter)
Hace 3 días · And stuff at hand, plastic as they could wish; Were called upon to exercise their skill, Not in Utopia, subterranean fields, Or some secreted island, Heaven knows where! But in the very world, which is the world. Of all of us, the place where in the end. We find our happiness, or not at all! William Wordsworth. Rate:
Hace 17 horas · Hope smiled when your nativity was cast, Children of Summer! Ye fresh Flowers that brave What Summer here escapes not, the fierce wave, And whole artillery
Hace 17 horas · Given to the pausing traveler's rapturous glance: Plead for thy peace, thou beautiful romance. Of nature; and, if human hearts be dead, Speak, passing winds; ye torrents, with your strong. And constant voice, protest against the wrong. William Wordsworth.
