 | John Charles Curtis - 1863 - 178 páginas
...A maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining...she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me ! MARK ANTONY'S ORATION OVER CESAR'S BODY.— Shakspeare. FRIENDS, Romans, countrymen, lend me your... | |
 | 1863 - 438 páginas
...A maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is...When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and O ! The difference to me ! W. Wordsworth CLXXVIII ITRAVELL'D among unknown men In lands beyond the... | |
 | Henry Twells - 1864 - 318 páginas
...fast, And by submission win at last. KERLE. 162. SHE DWELT AMIDST THE UNTRODDEK WAYS. SHE dwelt amidst the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid,...she is in her grave, and oh ! The difference to me ! WORDSWORTH. 163. THE TREASURES OF THE DEEP. "IT7HAT hidest thou in thy treasure-caves and cells ?... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 316 páginas
...This heath, this calm, and quiet scene ; The memory of what has been, And never more will be. 1/99 SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me ! 1799 VI A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 318 páginas
...This heath, this calm, and quiet scene ; The memory of what has been, And never more will be. 1799 SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me ! 1799 VI A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel... | |
 | Our life - 1865 - 234 páginas
...LUCY. LUCY. SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid where there were none to praise, And very few to love. A violet by a mossy...she is in her grave, and oh, The difference to me ! COUNSELS FOR THE YOUNG. " Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 412 páginas
...lyric To Lucy, than of an innumerable swarm of what the vulgar taste has called clever songs : — She dwelt among the untrodden ways beside the springs...is in her grave, — and oh ! the difference to me ! * * * We cull two or three more little brilliants ; — here they are : — Sympathy with Xature... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 páginas
...embattled pile, And the red glare of Skiddaw roused the burghers of Carlisle. TB Macaulay. VI. LUCY. HE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...she is in her grave, and oh, The difference to me ! W. Wordsworth. VII. ON HIS BLINDNESS. 'HEN I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days, in... | |
 | Words - 1866 - 368 páginas
...in it." Wordsworth. She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways. 215 SHE DWELT AMONG THE UNTRODDEN WA VS. She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...she is in her grave, and, oh ! The difference to me ! Wordsworth. I travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea ; Nor, England ! did I know till... | |
 | 1866 - 392 páginas
...and command, And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel-light. THE LOST LOVE. HE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and O ! The difference to me. THE DEAD LOVE. SLUMBER did my spirit seal; I had no human fears: She seemed... | |
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SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown,... 
