Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; 0 listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. The Miscellaneous Poems of William Wordsworth - Page 175by William Wordsworth - 1820Full view - About this book
| English lyrics - English poetry - 1883 - 330 pages
...fills, And dances with the daffodils. cxu. THE SOLITARY REAPER. T) EHOLD her single in the field, -L' Yon solitary Highland lass ! Reaping and singing by...and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain ; Oh listen ! for the vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No nightingale did ever chaunt More... | |
| Bernard Marie Dupriez - Literary Criticism - 1991 - 572 pages
...signal a desire for expressivity but for elegance: they represent an attempt to avoid repetition*. Ex: Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland lass! Reaping and singing by herself. W. Wordsworth, The Solitary Reaper' See counter-pleonasm*, R2. R5: When they appear with different... | |
| Don H. Bialostosky - Literary Criticism - 1992 - 336 pages
...thought.3 I shall place the poem in evidence here for the reader's convenience in subsequent discussion: The Solitary Reaper Behold her, single in the field....for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. Liu, Sense of History, 638 n. 20. I have not taken up Hartman's reading of "Westminster Bridge" in... | |
| H. G. Widdowson - Foreign Language Study - 1992 - 248 pages
...shade, and all alone, she's singing — the rice-planting maid. (Kobayashi Issa tr. Harold G. Henderson) The Solitary Reaper Behold her, single in the field,...and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! 5 Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; 0 listen! for the Vale profound... | |
| William Wordsworth - Fiction - 1994 - 628 pages
...human sweetness with the thought Of travelling through the world that lay Before me in my endless way. The Solitary Reaper Behold her, single in the field,...and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; 0 listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt 10 More... | |
| Anthony Arblaster - Music - 1992 - 356 pages
...romanticism. If Bellini had been a poet, he could have written Wordsworth's 'The Solitary Reaper': Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy...for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. . . . Will no one tell me what she sings? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off... | |
| Dorothy Wordsworth - Literary Criticism - 1997 - 372 pages
...reapers. It is not uncommon ... to see a single person so employed." (p. 193) 165. Balquhidder Glen. The solitary reaper. Behold her single in the field,...solitary Highland Lass, Reaping and singing by herself— (William Wordsworth, p. 193) 166. Callander. "Rose early, and departed before breakfast. The morning... | |
| Kirsten Malmkjær, John Williams - Foreign Language Study - 1998 - 212 pages
...Once the 'very now' is established, Wordsworth reverts to the simple present of summary reportage. 9 Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland...for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. (from The Solitary Reaper, 1807) In (9), again an opening stanza, Wordsworth clearly aims, in Edgeworth's... | |
| William Harmon - Literary Collections - 1998 - 386 pages
...and other superhuman presences in all parts of nature. Fo RM : Italian sonnet rhyming abbaabbacdcdcd. The Solitary Reaper Behold her, single in the field,...and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; 0 listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt More... | |
| William Wordsworth - Poetry - 2000 - 788 pages
...Your Father such example gave, And such revere! But be admonished by his Grave, And think, and fear! The Solitary Reaper Behold her, single in the field,...and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; 0 listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt So sweetly... | |
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