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Upon Epitaphs Upon Epitaphs

Upon Epitaphs
It needs scarcely be said, that an Epitaph presupposes a Monument, upon which it is to be engraven. Almost all Nations have wished that certain external signs should point out the places where their Dead are interred. Among savage Tribes unacquainted with Letters, this has mostly been done either by rude stones placed near the Graves, or by Mounds of earth raised over them. This custom proceeded obviously from a twofold desire; first, to guard the remains of the deceased from irreverent approach or from savage violation: and, secondly, to preserve their memory. "Never any," says Camden, "neglected burial but some... Essays - Post by : mkj2300 - Date : October 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 2934

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To the Memory of Raisley Calvert Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To the Memory of Raisley Calvert

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To the Memory of Raisley Calvert
To the Memory of Raisley Calvert Calvert! it must not be unheard by them Who may respect my name that I to thee Ow'd many years of early liberty. This care was thine when sickness did condemn Thy youth to hopeless wasting, root and stem: That I, if frugal and severe, might stray Where'er I liked; and finally array My temples with the Muse's diadem. Hence, if in freedom I have lov'd the truth, If there be aught of pure, or good, or great, In my past verse; or shall... Poems - Post by : tobeyman - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 1818

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - It is a beauteous Evening, calm and free; Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - It is a beauteous Evening, calm and free;

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - It is a beauteous Evening, calm and free;
It is a beauteous Evening, calm and free It is a beauteous Evening, calm and free; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven is on the Sea: Listen! the mighty Being is awake And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder--everlastingly. Dear Child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here, If thou appear'st untouch'd by solemn thought, Thy nature is not therefore less divine: Thou liest in Abraham's bosom... Poems - Post by : rfwarrior - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 3571

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - The world is too much with us; late and soon, Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - The world is too much with us; late and soon,

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - The world is too much with us; late and soon,
The world is too much with us; late and soon, The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The Winds that will be howling at all hours And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune; It moves us not--Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled... Poems - Post by : mac2k - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 2739

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - _To the_ ----. Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - _To the_ ----.

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - _To the_ ----.
_To the ----. Lady! the songs of Spring were in the grove While I was framing beds for winter flowers; While I was planting green unfading bowers, And shrubs to hang upon the warm alcove, And sheltering wall; and still, as fancy wove The dream, to time and nature's blended powers I gave this paradise for winter hours, A labyrinth Lady! which your feet shall rove. Yes! when the sun of life more feebly shines, Becoming thoughts, I trust, of solemn gloom Or of high gladness you shall hither bring;... Poems - Post by : Golden_Eagle - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 1227

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne
Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne Which mists and vapours from mine eyes did shroud, Nor view of him who sate thereon allow'd; But all the steps and ground about were strown With sights the ruefullest that flesh and bone Ever put on; a miserable crowd, Sick, hale, old, young, who cried before that cloud, "Thou art our king, O Death! to thee we groan." I seem'd to mount those steps; the vapours gave Smooth way; and I beheld the face... Poems - Post by : ralf12 - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 1097

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - 'Beloved Vale!' I said, 'when I shall con Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - "Beloved Vale!" I said, "when I shall con

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - 'Beloved Vale!' I said, 'when I shall con
"Beloved Vale!" I said, "when I shall con "Beloved Vale!" I said, "when I shall con Those many records of my childish years, Remembrance of myself and of my peers Will press me down: to think of what is gone Will be an awful thought, if life have one." But, when into the Vale I came, no fears Distress'd me; I look'd round, I shed no tears; Deep thought, or awful vision, I had none. By thousand petty fancies I was cross'd, To see the Trees, which I had thought so... Poems - Post by : manometers342 - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 3599

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Composed upon Westminster Bridge, Sept_. 3, 1803 Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Composed upon Westminster Bridge, Sept_. 3, 1803

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Composed upon Westminster Bridge, Sept_. 3, 1803
Composed upon Westminster Bridge, Sept_. 3, 1803 Earth has not any thing to shew more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in it's majesty: This City now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt,... Poems - Post by : schnapf - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 2443

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Written in very early Youth Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Written in very early Youth

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Written in very early Youth
Written in very early Youth Calm is all nature as a resting wheel. The Kine are couch'd upon the dewy grass; The Horse alone, seen dimly as I pass, Is up, and cropping yet his later meal: Dark is the ground; a slumber seems to steal O'er vale, and mountain, and the starless sky. Now, in this blank of things, a harmony Home-felt, and home-created seems to heal That grief for which the senses still supply Fresh food; for only then, when memory Is hush'd, am I at rest. My... Poems - Post by : tevinj - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 2283

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - From the same. To the Supreme Being Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - From the same. To the Supreme Being

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - From the same. To the Supreme Being
From the same. To the Supreme Being The prayers I make will then be sweet indeed If Thou the spirit give by which I pray: My unassisted heart is barren clay, Which of its native self can nothing feed: Of good and pious works thou art the seed, Which quickens only where thou say'st it may: Unless thou shew to us thine own true way No man can find it: Father! thou must lead. Do Thou, then, breathe those thoughts into my mind By which such virtue may in me be... Poems - Post by : Carlos - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 3326

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - From the same Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - From the same

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - From the same
From the same No mortal object did these eyes behold When first they met the placid light of thine, And my Soul felt her destiny divine, And hope of endless peace in me grew bold: Heav'n-born, the Soul a heav'n-ward course must hold; Beyond the visible world She soars to seek, For what delights the sense is false and weak, Ideal Form, the universal mould. The wise man, I affirm, can find no rest In that which perishes: nor will he lend His heart to aught which doth on time... Poems - Post by : cynthie - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 1661

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - From the Italian of Michael Angelo Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - From the Italian of Michael Angelo

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - From the Italian of Michael Angelo
From the Italian of Michael Angelo Yes! hope may with my strong desire keep pace, And I be undeluded, unbetray'd; For if of our affections none find grace In sight of Heaven, then fore hath God made The world which we inhabit? Better plea Love cannot have, than that in loving thee Glory to that eternal Peace is paid, Who such Divinity to thee imparts As hallows and makes pure all gentle hearts. His hope is treacherous only whose love dies With beauty, which is varying every hour; But,... Poems - Post by : intent - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 3293

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To the River Duddon Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To the River Duddon

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To the River Duddon
To the River Duddon O mountain Stream! the Shepherd and his Cot Are privileg'd Inmates of deep solitude: Nor would the nicest Anchorite exclude A Field or two of brighter green, or Plot Of tillage-ground, that seemeth like a spot Of stationary sunshine: thou hast view'd These only, Duddon! with their paths renew'd By fits and starts, yet this contents thee not. Thee hath some awful Spirit impell'd to leave, Utterly to desert, the haunts of men, Though simple thy Companions were and few; And through this wilderness a... Poems - Post by : TonyH - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 1627

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - With Ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh, Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - With Ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh,

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - With Ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh,
With Ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh, With Ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh, Like stars in heaven, and joyously it showed; Some lying fast at anchor in the road, Some veering up and down, one knew not why. A goodly Vessel did I then espy Come like a Giant from a haven broad; And lustily along the Bay she strode, Her tackling rich, and of apparel high. This Ship was nought to me, nor I to her, Yet I pursued her with a Lover's look;... Poems - Post by : internetbiz - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 983

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To Sleep (Sonnet 7) Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To Sleep (Sonnet 7)

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To Sleep (Sonnet 7)
To Sleep (Sonnet 7) Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep! And thou hast had thy store of tenderest names; The very sweetest words that fancy frames When thankfulness of heart is strong and deep! Dear bosom Child we call thee, that dost steep In rich reward all suffering; Balm that tames All anguish; Saint that evil thoughts and aims Takest away, and into souls dost creep, Like to a breeze from heaven. Shall I alone; I surely not a man ungently made, Call thee worst Tyrant by... Poems - Post by : imported_n/a - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 3176

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To Sleep (Sonnet 6) Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To Sleep (Sonnet 6)

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To Sleep (Sonnet 6)
To Sleep (Sonnet 6) A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by, One after one; the sound of rain, and bees Murmuring; the fall of rivers, winds and seas, Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky; I've thought of all by turns; and still I lie Sleepless; and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first utter'd from my orchard trees; And the first Cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep! by any stealth: So do... Poems - Post by : m.larsen1 - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 2199

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To Sleep (Sonnet 5) Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To Sleep (Sonnet 5)

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - To Sleep (Sonnet 5)
To Sleep (Sonnet 5) O gentle Sleep! do they belong to thee, These twinklings of oblivion? Thou dost love To sit in meekness, like the brooding Dove, A Captive never wishing to be free. This tiresome night, O Sleep! thou art to me A Fly, that up and down himself doth shove Upon a fretful rivulet, now above, Now on the water vex'd with mockery. I have no pain that calls for patience, no; Hence am I cross and peevish as a child: Am pleas'd by fits to have thee... Poems - Post by : Scott_Foster - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 1209

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - ...._they are of the sky, Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - ...._they are of the sky,

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - ...._they are of the sky,
...._they are of the sky,...._they are of the sky, And from our earthly memory fade away_. These words were utter'd in a pensive mood, Even while mine eyes were on that solemn sight: A contrast and reproach to gross delight, And life's unspiritual pleasures daily woo'd! But now upon this thought I cannot brood: It is unstable, and deserts me quite; Nor will I praise a Cloud, however bright, Disparaging Man's gifts, and proper food. The Grove, the sky-built Temple, and the Dome, Though clad in colours beautiful... Poems - Post by : swstecker - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 3469

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Composed after a Journey across the Hamilton Hills, Yorkshire Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Composed after a Journey across the Hamilton Hills, Yorkshire

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Composed after a Journey across the Hamilton Hills, Yorkshire
Composed after a Journey across the Hamilton Hills, Yorkshire Ere we had reach'd the wish'd-for place, night fell: We were too late at least by one dark hour, And nothing could we see of all that power Of prospect of many thousands tell. The western sky did recompence us well With Grecian Temple, Minaret, and Bower; And, in one part, a Minster with its Tower Substantially distinct, a place for Bell Or Clock to toll from. Many a glorious pile Did we behold, sights that might well repay All disappointment!... Poems - Post by : Gary_J_Martin - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 2480

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go? Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go?

Sonnets: Miscellaneous Sonnets - Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go?
Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go? Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go? Festively she puts forth in trim array; As vigorous as a Lark at break of day: Is she for tropic suns, or polar snow? What boots the enquiry? Neither friend nor foe She cares for; let her travel where she may, She finds familiar names, a beaten way Ever before her, and a wind to blow. Yet still I ask, what Haven is her mark? And, almost as it was when... Poems - Post by : freewizard - Date : July 2011 - Author : William Wordsworth - Read : 2849