Poems of William WordsworthC. S. Francis, 1855 - 340 pages |
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Page 56
... sate beneath the spreading yew- Her head upon her lap , concealing In solitude her bitter feeling : " Might ever son command a sire , The act were justified to - day . " This to himself — and to the Maid , Whom now he had approached ...
... sate beneath the spreading yew- Her head upon her lap , concealing In solitude her bitter feeling : " Might ever son command a sire , The act were justified to - day . " This to himself — and to the Maid , Whom now he had approached ...
Page 64
... sate together in Raby Hall ! Such strength that Earldom held of yore ; Nor wanted at this time rich store Of well - appointed chivalry . -Not loth the sleepy lance to wield , And greet the old paternal shield , They heard the summons ...
... sate together in Raby Hall ! Such strength that Earldom held of yore ; Nor wanted at this time rich store Of well - appointed chivalry . -Not loth the sleepy lance to wield , And greet the old paternal shield , They heard the summons ...
Page 93
... sate Emily . There did she rest , with head reclined , Herself most like a stately flower ( Such have I seen ) whom chance of birth Hath separated from its kind , To live and die in a shady bower , Single on the gladsome earth . When ...
... sate Emily . There did she rest , with head reclined , Herself most like a stately flower ( Such have I seen ) whom chance of birth Hath separated from its kind , To live and die in a shady bower , Single on the gladsome earth . When ...
Page 97
... wrought , And of that lonely name she thought , The bells of Rylstone seemed to say , While she sate listening in the shade , With vocal music , “ God us ayde ; ” • And all the hills were glad to bear Their 9 THE WHITE DOE OF RYLSTONE . 97.
... wrought , And of that lonely name she thought , The bells of Rylstone seemed to say , While she sate listening in the shade , With vocal music , “ God us ayde ; ” • And all the hills were glad to bear Their 9 THE WHITE DOE OF RYLSTONE . 97.
Page 99
... sate Forlorn , but not disconsolate : And , when she from the abyss returned Of thought , she neither shrunk nor mourned : Was happy that she lived to greet Her mute Companion as it lay In love and pity at her feet ; How happy in its ...
... sate Forlorn , but not disconsolate : And , when she from the abyss returned Of thought , she neither shrunk nor mourned : Was happy that she lived to greet Her mute Companion as it lay In love and pity at her feet ; How happy in its ...
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