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Há 5 dias · A Glow-worm, in a dusky nook, Apparent at his feet. The murmur of a neighbouring stream. Induced a soft and slumbrous dream, A pregnant dream, within whose shadowy bounds. He recognised the earth-born Star, And 'That' which glittered from afar; And (strange to witness!) from the frame. Of the ethereal Orb, there came.
Há 3 dias · Enjoy access to more than 500 places with National Trust membership. Join today and help protect nature, beauty and history – for everyone, for ever. Join and renew. Step back to the 1770s at William Wordsworth’s childhood home, Wordsworth House and Garden, near Keswick, in Cumbria.
Há 3 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 4 dias · Descriptive Sketches. Were there, below, a spot of holy ground. Where from distress a refuge might be found, And solitude prepare the soul for heaven; Sure, nature's God that spot to man had given. Where falls the purple morning far and wide. In flakes of light upon the mountain side; Where with loud voice the power of water shakes.
Há 2 dias · To The Same Flower (daisy) With little here to do or see. Of things that in the great world be, Daisy! again I talk to thee, For thou art worthy, Thou unassuming Common- place. Of Nature, with that homely face, And yet with something of a grace, Which Love makes for thee!
Há 4 dias · Of humblest Friends, bright Creature! scorn not one: The Daisy, by the shadow that it casts, Protects the lingering dew-drop from the Sun. William Wordsworth. Rate: (2) Poem topics: sun, shadow, small, bright, true, creature, service, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme. Submit Spanish Translation.
Há 5 dias · And there, by fresh hopes beautified, Stood He, whose arm yet lacks the power. Of man, our youngest, fairest flower! I, by the right of eldest born, And in a second father's place, Presumed to grapple with their scorn, And meet their pity face to face; Yea, trusting in God's holy aid, I to my Father knelt and prayed;
