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Book Third [Residence at Cambridge]

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IT was a dreary morning when the wheels Rolled over a wide plain o’erhung with clouds, And nothing cheered our way till first we saw The long-roofed chapel of King’s…

Book Tenth {Residence in France continued]

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IT was a beautiful and silent day That overspread the countenance of earth, Then fading with unusual quietness,– A day as beautiful as e’er was given To soothe regret, though…

Book Sixth [Cambridge and the Alps]

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THE leaves were fading when to Esthwaite’s banks And the simplicities of cottage life I bade farewell; and, one among the youth Who, summoned by that season, reunite As scattered…

Book Seventh [Residence in London]

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SIX changeful years have vanished since I first Poured out (saluted by that quickening breeze Which met me issuing from the City’s walls) A glad preamble to this Verse: I…

Book Second [School-Time Continued]

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THUS far, O Friend! have we, though leaving much Unvisited, endeavoured to retrace The simple ways in which my childhood walked; Those chiefly that first led me to the love…

Book Ninth [Residence in France]

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EVEN as a river,–partly (it might seem) Yielding to old remembrances, and swayed In part by fear to shape a way direct, That would engulph him soon in the ravenous…

Book Fourth [Summer Vacation]

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BRIGHT was the summer’s noon when quickening steps Followed each other till a dreary moor Was crossed, a bare ridge clomb, upon whose top Standing alone, as from a rampart’s…

Book Fourteenth [conclusion]

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In one of those excursions (may they ne’er Fade from remembrance!) through the Northern tracts Of Cambria ranging with a youthful friend, I left Bethgelert’s huts at couching-time, And westward…