abbey Ambleside ancient ascent Bank Bassenthwaite beautiful Beck Borrowdale Braithwaite Brathay Bridge Buttermere called cascade Castle chapel church Cockermouth Coniston cottages Crag crossed Crummock Crummock Water Cumberland dale Derwent Derwent Water Derwentwater distance Earl east elevation eminence Ennerdale erected excursion farm house feet foot four miles Furness Gill Grasmere Grasmoor Green Greta half a mile half miles Hall Haws head height Helm Crag Helvellyn High island Isle Kendal Keswick lake Langdale Pikes Latrigg Lord Loughrigg Fell Lowdore Lowther margin mountains neighbourhood park pass Patterdale Penrith picturesque poet promontory residence road rock Rothay round ruins Rydal Scale Hill Scawfell Pikes scenery seat Seat Sandal seen shore side Skiddaw stands steep stream summit Tarn three miles Threlkeld tourist tower town trees Troutbeck Ulleswater Ulverston vale valley village walls Wansfell Wastdale Water Westmorland Whitehaven Windermere woods Wordsworth Wythop
Page 63 - To Scotland's heaths ; or those that crossed the sea And drew their sounding bows at Azincour, Perhaps at earlier Crecy, or Poictiers. Of vast circumference and gloom profound This solitary Tree ! a living thing Produced too slowly ever to decay ; Of form and aspect too magnificent To be destroyed.
Page 28 - Dispirited : when, all at once, behold ! Beneath our feet, a little lowly vale, A lowly vale, and yet uplifted high Among the mountains; even as if the spot Had been from eldest time by wish of theirs So placed, to be shut out from all the world ! Urn-like it was in shape, deep as an urn; With rocks encompassed, save that to the south Was one small opening, where a heathclad ridge Supplied a boundary less abrupt and close ; A quiet treeless nook, with two green fields, A liquid pool that glittered...
Page 35 - I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history; And, questionless, here in this open court, Which now lies naked to the injuries Of stormy weather, some men lie...
Page 19 - Smiling so tranquilly, and set, so deep ! Oft doth your dreamy loveliness return, Colouring the tender shadows of my sleep With light Elysian ; for the hues that steep Your shores in melting lustre, seem to float On golden clouds from spirit-lands remote, Isles of the blest; and in our memory keep Their place with holiest harmonies : fair scene, Most loved by evening and her dewy star!
Page 55 - Paled in by many a lofty hill, The narrow dale lay smooth and still, And, down its verdant bosom led, A winding brooklet found its bed.
Page 58 - But worthier still of note Are those fraternal Four of Borrowdale, Joined in one solemn and capacious grove ; Huge trunks ! and each particular trunk a growth Of intertwisted fibres serpentine Up-coiling, and inveterately convolved...
Page 81 - And they that shall be of thee shall build the old waste places: thou shall raise up the foundations of many generations; and thou shall be called, The repairer of the breach, The restorer of paths to dwell in.
Page 86 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Page 19 - The bosom of the mountains, spreading here into a broad basin discovers in the midst Grasmere-water, its margin is hollowed into small bays with bold eminences : some of 'them rocks, some of soft turf that half conceal and vary the figure of the little lake they command. From the shore a low promontory pushes itself far into the water, and on it stands a white village with the parish...