The Childless Father, by William Wordsworth
"Up, Timothy, up with your staff and away!
N...
"Up, Timothy, up with your staff and away!
N...
Far from my dearest Friend, 'tis mine to rove
...
On his morning rounds the Master
Goes to learn...
Wisdom and Spirit of the universe!
Thou Soul,...
Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray:
And, when I cr...
I There was a roaring in the wind all night; ...
The Autumn drawing up along the Night,
Amidst...
"Up, Timothy, up with your staff and away!
N...
Far from my dearest Friend, 'tis mine to rove
...
On his morning rounds the Master
Goes to learn...
Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray:
And, when I cr...
I There was a roaring in the wind all night; ...
Go then to Italy; but mind
To leave the pale l...
Whence joyful harvests spring, what heav'nly s...
Thee too, great Pales, will I hymn, and thee...
They were everywhere. No. Just God or smoke
Is...
A PASSAMAQUODDY INDIAN LEGEND Mikko the Squirr...
Thunder-lizard, Brontosaurus,
You that lived...
Beloved of lovers, bards, astronomers,
Myth...
Tho' great Apollo claim the poet's lyre,
Yet ...
He bides at home, and treasures all
That to h...
'Tis Elfinell--a witch's child,
From holy min...
"Speak! Speak I thou fearful guest
Who, with ...
Swiftest and most rapacious of the tribes
That...
In Indian Ocean, or in seas
That dash their b...