Poetical Works Volume 6-7

Poetical Works Volume 6-7

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1878 edition. Excerpt: ...the stars, and still, For so it seemed, with purpose of its own And measured motion like a living thing, Strode after me. With trembling oars I turned. And through the silent water stole my way Back to the covert of the willow-tree; There in her mooring-place I left my bark, ---And through the meadows homeward went, in gravt And serious mood; but after I had seen That spectacle, for many days, my brain Worked with a dim and undetermined sense Of unknown modes of being; o'er my thoughts There hung a darkness, call it solitude Or blank desertion. N 0 familiar shapes Remained, no pleasant images of trees, Of sea or sky, no colors of green fields; But huge and mighty forms, that do not live Like living men, moved slowly through the mind By day, and were a trouble to my dreams. 'Wisdom and Spirit of the universe! Thou Soul that art the eternity of thought, That givest to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion, not in vain By day or star-light thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul; Not with the mean and vulgar works of man, But with high objects, with enduring things, --With life and nature, purifying thus The elements of feeling and of thought, And sanctifying, by such discipline, Both pain and fear, until we recognize A grandeur in the beatings of the heart. Nor was this fellowship vouchsafed to me With stinted kindness. In November days, . When vapors rolling down the valley made A lonely scene more lonesome, among woods, At noon and 'mid the calm of summer nights, See Note. When, by the margin of the trembling lake, Beneath the gloomy hills homeward I went In solitude, such intercourse was mine; Mine was it in the fields both day and night, And by...show more

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  • Paperback | 204 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 11mm | 372g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236845838
  • 9781236845832