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... HEART LEAPS UP WHEN I BEHOLD LINES WRITTEN A FEW MILES ABOVE TINTERN ( From The Task , 221 222 ABBEY ODE : INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY · THE SOLITARY REAPER - ODE TO DUTY SONNETS 223 225 - 225 226 - 230 - 236 237 239 COLERIDGE PAGE · 240 ...
... HEART LEAPS UP WHEN I BEHOLD LINES WRITTEN A FEW MILES ABOVE TINTERN ( From The Task , 221 222 ABBEY ODE : INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY · THE SOLITARY REAPER - ODE TO DUTY SONNETS 223 225 - 225 226 - 230 - 236 237 239 COLERIDGE PAGE · 240 ...
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... heart he cast , Which was of gold and all a - fire , That made him many - fold desire Of love more than he did . For Daphne eke in that same stede1 A dart of lead he cast and smote , Which was all cold and nothing hot . And thus Phoebus ...
... heart he cast , Which was of gold and all a - fire , That made him many - fold desire Of love more than he did . For Daphne eke in that same stede1 A dart of lead he cast and smote , Which was all cold and nothing hot . And thus Phoebus ...
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... heart . And though I stood abasëd there a lite , 4 No wonder was ; for why my wittës all Were so o'ercome with pleasance and delight , Only through letting of mine eyen fall , That suddenly my heart became her thrall For ever ; of free ...
... heart . And though I stood abasëd there a lite , 4 No wonder was ; for why my wittës all Were so o'ercome with pleasance and delight , Only through letting of mine eyen fall , That suddenly my heart became her thrall For ever ; of free ...
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... heart , To do a selly3 prisoner this smart , That loves you all , and wots of nought but woe ? And therefore mercy , sweet ! sin ' it is so . ' DUNBAR ( OUTLINE HISTORY , § 16 ) MAY MORNING ( From The Thistle and the Rose ) WHEN March ...
... heart , To do a selly3 prisoner this smart , That loves you all , and wots of nought but woe ? And therefore mercy , sweet ! sin ' it is so . ' DUNBAR ( OUTLINE HISTORY , § 16 ) MAY MORNING ( From The Thistle and the Rose ) WHEN March ...
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... heart sometime has glad and blissful been , Songës to make under the leaves green . ' GAWAIN DOUGLAS ( OUTLINE HISTORY , § 16 ) SONG IN PRAISE OF SPRING ( From Prologue to Eneid , Book XII . ) WELCOME , the Lord of Light and Lamp of Day ...
... heart sometime has glad and blissful been , Songës to make under the leaves green . ' GAWAIN DOUGLAS ( OUTLINE HISTORY , § 16 ) SONG IN PRAISE OF SPRING ( From Prologue to Eneid , Book XII . ) WELCOME , the Lord of Light and Lamp of Day ...
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Page 265 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest, Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Page 274 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
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Page 225 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Page 69 - I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, And weep afresh love's long since...
Page 69 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Page 210 - The next with dirges due in sad array Slow thro' the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 158 - is recommended to the public, were written by your lordship. To be so distinguished, is an honour, which, being very little accustomed to favours from the great, I know not well how to receive, or in what terms to acknowledge. " When, upon some slight encouragement, I first visited your lordship, I was overpowered, like the rest of mankind, by the enchantment of your address, and could not forbear to wish that I might boast myself Le...
Page 69 - When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate. Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope.
Page 296 - Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in His hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God; see all, nor be afraid!