The Eagle, he was lord above, And Rob was lord below.
William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)
Source: Rob Roy's Grave.
Contributed by: Zaady
One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother's grave.
Source: A Poet's Epitaph. Stanza 5.
As in the eye of Nature he has lived, So in the eye of Nature let him die!
Source: The Old Cumberland Beggar.
She gave me eyes, she gave me ears; And humble cares, and delicate fears; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears; And love and thought and joy.
Source: The Sparrow's Nest.
This dull product of a scoffer's pen.
Source: The Excursion. Book ii.
Earth helped him with the cry of blood.
Source: Song at the Feast of Broughton Castle.
"A jolly place," said he, "in times of old! But something ails it now: the spot is cursed."
Source: Hart-leap Well. Part ii.
Whom neither shape of danger can dismay, Nor thought of tender happiness betray.
Source: Character of the Happy Warrior.
But he is risen, a later star of dawn.
Source: A Morning Exercise.
To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Source: Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 11.
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