The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 8 (of 8)Wordsworth, William
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 8 (of 8)
Wordsworth, William
English poetry -- 18th century; English poetry -- 19th century
[39] Hogg died at Altrive, on the 21st November 1835.--ED.
[40] Coleridge died at Highgate, on the 25th July 1834.--ED.
[41] Compare the _Stanzas written in my Pocket Copy of Thomson’s
“Castle of Indolence”_ (vol. ii. p. 307)--
Profound his forehead was, though not severe.
ED.
[42] Lamb died in London, on the 27th December 1834.--ED.
[43] “This expression is borrowed from a sonnet by Mr. G. Bell, the
author of a small volume of poems lately printed at Penrith. Speaking
of Skiddaw he says--
Yon dark cloud ‘rakes,’ and shrouds its noble brow.”
(Henry Reed, 1837.)--ED.
[44] 1845.
… slumbers
1837.
[45] George Crabbe died at Trowbridge, Wiltshire, on the 3rd of
February 1832.--ED.
[46] Felicia Hemans died 16th May 1835.--ED.
[47]
Grieve rather for that holy Spirit
Pure as the sky, as ocean deep;
For her who ere the summer faded
Has sunk into a breathless sleep.
No more of old romantic sorrows
For slaughtered Youth or love-lorn Maid!
With sharper grief is Yarrow smitten,
And Ettrick mourns her Shepherd Poet dead.
C.
UPON SEEING A COLOURED DRAWING OF THE BIRD OF PARADISE IN AN ALBUM
Composed 1835.--Published 1836
[I cannot forbear to record that the last seven lines of this Poem were
composed in bed during the night of the day on which my sister Sara
Hutchinson died about 6 P.M., and it was the thought of her innocent
and beautiful life that, through faith, prompted the words----
On wings that fear no glance of God’s pure sight,
No tempest from his breath.
The reader will find two poems on pictures of this bird among my
Poems. I will here observe that in a far greater number of instances
than have been mentioned in these notes one poem has, as in this
case, grown out of another, either because I felt the subject had
been inadequately treated, or that the thoughts and images suggested
in course of composition have been such as I found interfered with
the unity indispensable to every work of art, however humble in
character.--I.F.]
One of the “Poems of Sentiment and Reflection.”--ED.
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