A Poet’s Epitaph (William Wordsworth Poems)
Art thou a Statist in the vanOf public conflicts trained and bred?--First learn to love one living man;'Then' may'st thou ...
Art thou a Statist in the vanOf public conflicts trained and bred?--First learn to love one living man;'Then' may'st thou ...
TELL me, ye Zephyrs! that unfold,While fluttering o'er this gay Recess,Pinions that fanned the teeming mouldOf Eden's blissful wilderness,Did only ...
CHILD of loud-throated War! the mountain StreamRoars in thy hearing; but thy hour of restIs come, and thou art silent ...
GENIUS of Raphael! if thy wingsMight bear thee to this glen,With faithful memory left of thingsTo pencil dear and pen,Thou ...
I There was a roaring in the wind all night; The rain came heavily and fell in floods; But now ...
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