William Wordsworth Feelings Poems

DEAR Reliques! from a pit of vilest mould
Uprisen--to lodge among ancestral kings;
And to inflict shame's salutary stings

Feelings Of The Tyrolese

THE Land we from our fathers had in trust,
And to our children will transmit, or die:
This is our maxim, this our piety;

Feelings Of A Noble Biscayan At One Of Those Funerals

YET, yet, Biscayans! we must meet our Foes
With firmer soul, yet labour to regain
Our ancient freedom; else 'twere worse than vain

Error Success