Flowers; their moral, language, and poetry, ed. by H.G. AdamsHenry Gardiner Adams 1844 |
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... woods , the birds , the mountain streams , That sing of Thee ! back to free childhood's heart , Fresh with the dews of tenderness ! -thou bidd'st The lilies of the field with placid smile Reprove man's feverish strivings , and infuse ...
... woods , the birds , the mountain streams , That sing of Thee ! back to free childhood's heart , Fresh with the dews of tenderness ! -thou bidd'st The lilies of the field with placid smile Reprove man's feverish strivings , and infuse ...
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... woods , mea- dows , heaths , and flower - gardens * : ” - " Bowing adorers of the gale , Ye cowslips delicately pale , Upraise your loaded stems ; Unfold your cups in splendour , speak ! Who decked you with that ruddy streak , And gilt ...
... woods , mea- dows , heaths , and flower - gardens * : ” - " Bowing adorers of the gale , Ye cowslips delicately pale , Upraise your loaded stems ; Unfold your cups in splendour , speak ! Who decked you with that ruddy streak , And gilt ...
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... woods ! romance of fields ! Nature's imagination bodied bright ! * Earth's floral page , that high instruction yields ! - For not , oh , not alone to charm our sight , Gave God your blooming forms , your leaves of light ; Ye speak a ...
... woods ! romance of fields ! Nature's imagination bodied bright ! * Earth's floral page , that high instruction yields ! - For not , oh , not alone to charm our sight , Gave God your blooming forms , your leaves of light ; Ye speak a ...
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... woods sae green , - And a ' to pu ' a posie to my ain dear May . The Primrose I will pu ' , the firstling of the year ; And I will pu ' the Pink , the emblem o ' my dear ; For she's the pink o ' woman kind , and blooms without a peer ...
... woods sae green , - And a ' to pu ' a posie to my ain dear May . The Primrose I will pu ' , the firstling of the year ; And I will pu ' the Pink , the emblem o ' my dear ; For she's the pink o ' woman kind , and blooms without a peer ...
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... wood ; There ever talking to her only bliss , That now before , and now behind her is , She stoops for flowers , the choicest may be had , And bringing them to please her little lad , Spies in his hand some baneful flower or weed ...
... wood ; There ever talking to her only bliss , That now before , and now behind her is , She stoops for flowers , the choicest may be had , And bringing them to please her little lad , Spies in his hand some baneful flower or weed ...
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Сторінка 21 - I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.
Сторінка 121 - I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with lush woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Сторінка 248 - SMALL service is true service while it lasts : Of humblest Friends, bright Creature ! scorn not one : The Daisy, by the shadow that it casts, Protects the lingering dew-drop from the Sun.
Сторінка 85 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man! How passing wonder He who made him such, Who centred in our make such strange extremes!
Сторінка 229 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Сторінка 132 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry, On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily: Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Сторінка 47 - Thus there are two books from whence I collect my divinity ; besides that written one of God, another of His servant nature, that universal and public manuscript, that lies expansed unto the eyes of all...
Сторінка 246 - All sadness but despair : now gentle gales, Fanning their odoriferous wings, dispense Native perfumes, and whisper whence they stole Those balmy spoils.
Сторінка 238 - Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead, A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread. And gray walls moulder round, on which dull Time Feeds, like slow fire upon a hoary brand ; And one keen pyramid with wedge sublime, Pavilioning the dust of him who planned This refuge for his memory, doth stand Like flame transformed to marble ; and beneath, A field is spread, on which a newer band Have pitched in Heaven's smile their camp of death Welcoming...
Сторінка 237 - Go thou to Rome, — at once the Paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness; And where its wrecks like shattered mountains rise, And flowering weeds, and fragrant copses dress The bones of Desolation's nakedness Pass, till the spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread...