The Genius of Wordsworth: Harmonized with the Wisdom and Integrity of His Reviewers--

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Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1853 - 130 sayfa
 

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Sayfa 60 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free; The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration...
Sayfa 88 - Bless the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with honour and majesty. Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain : Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters : who maketh the clouds his chariot : who walketh upon the wings of the wind : Who laid the foundations of the earth : that it should not be removed for ever.
Sayfa 73 - Then saith he to Thomas, Reach hither thy finger, and behold my hands ; and reach hither thy hand, and thrust it into my side ; and be not faithless, but believing. And Thomas answered and said unto him, My Lord and my God.
Sayfa 87 - ... but with righteousness shall he judge the poor, and reprove with equity for the meek of the earth : and he shall smite the earth with the rod of his mouth, and with the breath of his lips shall he slay the wicked. And righteousness shall be the girdle of his loins, and faithfulness the girdle of his reins.
Sayfa 4 - I saw the hare that raced about with joy; I heard the woods and distant waters roar; Or heard them not, as happy as a boy: The pleasant season did my heart employ: My old remembrances went from me wholly; And all the ways of men, so vain and melancholy.
Sayfa 2 - tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure: — But the least motion which they made It seemed a thrill of pleasure.
Sayfa 89 - He sendeth the springs into the valleys, which run among the hills. They give drink to every beast of the field: the wild asses quench their thirst. By them shall the fowls of the heaven have their habitation, which sing among the branches.
Sayfa 34 - No more, but that I know, the more one sickens, the worse at ease he is ; and that he. that wants money, means, and content, is without three good friends...
Sayfa 9 - Scion of chiefs and monarchs, where art thou? Fond hope of many nations, art thou dead? Could not the grave forget thee, and lay low Some less majestic, less beloved head?
Sayfa 11 - Man, not all alive nor dead, Nor all asleep — in his extreme old age: His body was bent double, feet and head Coming together in Life's pilgrimage; As if some dire constraint of pain, or rage Of sickness felt by him in times long past, A more than human weight upon his frame had...

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