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Há 4 dias · Of the survivors, to the clouds might bear, Blended with praise of that parental love, Beneath whose watchful eye the Maiden grew. Pious and pure, modest and yet so brave, Though young so wise, though meek so resolute, Might carry to the clouds and to the stars, Yea, to celestial Choirs, Grace Darling's name! William Wordsworth.
26 de mai. de 2024 · Resolution And Independence. And all the air is filled with pleasant noise of waters. Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run. And all the ways of men, so vain and melancholy. Dim sadness-and blind thoughts, I knew not, nor could name. Solitude, pain of heart, distress, and poverty.
24 de mai. de 2024 · 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.
Há 5 dias · The print of Lucy's feet. And to the Bridge they came. And further there were none. Upon the lonesome Wild. That whistles in the wind. Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray, And when I cross'd the Wild, I chanc'd to see at break of day The solitary Child. No Mate, no comrade Lucy knew; She dwel.
9 de mai. 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)
Há 5 dias · Three Years She Grew In Sun And Shower, Three years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower. On earth was never sown; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make. A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be. Both law and impulse: and with me.
Há 1 dia · There's more in words than I can teach: Yet listen, Child!I would not preach; But only give some plain directions To guide your speech and your affections. Say not you 'love' a roasted fowl, But you may love a screaming owl.
