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William Wordsworth

  • Aidee Venturaцитирует10 месяцев назад
    A spirit, yet a woman too!

    Her household motions light and free,

    And steps of virgin liberty
  • Aidee Venturaцитирует10 месяцев назад
    A perfect woman, nobly planned,

    To warn, to comfort, and command;

    And yet a spirit still, and bright

    With something of angelic light.
  • Aidee Venturaцитирует10 месяцев назад
    Therefore am I still

    A lover of the meadows and the woods,

    And mountains; and of all that we behold

    From this green earth; of all the mighty world
  • Aidee Venturaцитирует10 месяцев назад
    My dear, dear Sister! and this prayer I make,

    Knowing that Nature never did betray

    The heart that loved her; ’tis her privilege
  • Aidee Venturaцитирует10 месяцев назад
    My gentle Reader, I perceive

    How patiently you’ve waited,

    And now I fear that you expect

    Some tale will be related.

    O Reader! had you in your mind

    Such stores as silent thought can bring,

    O gentle Reader! you would find

    A tale in every thing.
  • Aidee Venturaцитирует10 месяцев назад
    – I’ve heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds

    With coldness still returning;

    Alas! the gratitude of men

    Hath oftener left me mourning.
  • Aidee Venturaцитирует9 месяцев назад
    And Betty’s standing at the door,
    And Betty’s face with joy o’erflows,
    Proud of herself, and proud of him,
    She sees him in his travelling trim;
    How quietly her Johnny goes.
    The silence of her idiot boy,
    What hopes it sends to Betty’s heart!
    He’s at the guide-post – he turns right,
    She watches till he’s out of sight,
    And Betty will not then depart
  • Aidee Venturaцитирует9 месяцев назад
    A slumber did my spirit seal,
    I had no human fears:
    She seem’d a thing that could not feel
    The touch of earthly years

    Un sueño selló mi espíritu,
    No tenía miedos humanos:
    Ella parecía una cosa que no podía sentir
    El toque de los años terrenales

  • Aidee Venturaцитирует9 месяцев назад
    The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee;
    My heart is at your festival,
    My head hath its coronal,
    The fullness of your bliss, I feel – I feel it all.
  • Aidee Venturaцитирует9 месяцев назад
    The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee;
    My heart is at your festival,
    My head hath its coronal,
    The fullness of your bliss, I feel – I feel it all

    😭 que bonitoooo

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