The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and NewG.P. Putnam, 1855 - 428 стор. |
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... wise , Less'ning from earth her spiral honors rise , Till , as a spear - point rear'd , the topmost spray , Points to the Eden of eternal day . " * * Camöens . It was about the time when those medieval churches were INTRODUCTION 23.
... wise , Less'ning from earth her spiral honors rise , Till , as a spear - point rear'd , the topmost spray , Points to the Eden of eternal day . " * * Camöens . It was about the time when those medieval churches were INTRODUCTION 23.
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... rise , And rock on rock in circling shout replies . Now when the sun beneath the realms of night Dark winter drives , and robes the heavens with light The bees o'er hill and dale , from flow'r to flow'r , In grove and lawn the purple ...
... rise , And rock on rock in circling shout replies . Now when the sun beneath the realms of night Dark winter drives , and robes the heavens with light The bees o'er hill and dale , from flow'r to flow'r , In grove and lawn the purple ...
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... rise , Breathed up from blossoms of a thousand dyes . Shadowy , and close , and cool , The pine and poplar keep their quiet nook ; For ever fresh and full , Shines at their feet the thirst - inviting brook ; And the soft herbage seems ...
... rise , Breathed up from blossoms of a thousand dyes . Shadowy , and close , and cool , The pine and poplar keep their quiet nook ; For ever fresh and full , Shines at their feet the thirst - inviting brook ; And the soft herbage seems ...
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... rise before me - rise , O ever rise- Rise like a cloud of incense from the earth ! Thou kingly spirit , throned among the hills , Thou dread ambassador from earth to heaven , Great hierarch ! tell thou the silent sky , And tell the ...
... rise before me - rise , O ever rise- Rise like a cloud of incense from the earth ! Thou kingly spirit , throned among the hills , Thou dread ambassador from earth to heaven , Great hierarch ! tell thou the silent sky , And tell the ...
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... Rise to the greenest of the grove , And sing the matin song of love , Amid the highest branches ! O thus to revel , thus to range , I'll yield the counter , bank , or ' Change- The busier crowds all peace destroying : The toil with snow ...
... Rise to the greenest of the grove , And sing the matin song of love , Amid the highest branches ! O thus to revel , thus to range , I'll yield the counter , bank , or ' Change- The busier crowds all peace destroying : The toil with snow ...
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Æneid ALFRED TENNYSON beauty beneath birds Bishop of Dunkeld bloom blossoms boughs bowers breath bright brow buds charms Chaucer cheerful cloud cuckoo dance dark delight doth earth fair Fairlop field flocks flowers forest fresh gale garden gay too soon GILES FLETCHER grass green Grongar Hill grove happy hath heart heaven hill hour hues lady lark leaf leaves light live look Lord meadows mede merry MINNESINGERS morning mountain murmuring nature never night nightingale nymph o'er Phineas Fletcher plain pleasant pleasure poet purple rill ROBERT HERRICK rose round shade sight silent sing sleep smile soft song soon the flowers soul spide spring will fade stream summer sweet tell thee thine things THOMAS CAREW Thou art thought thrushes Translation tree unto vale vernal violet voice wandering wave wild WILLIAM GILPIN wind wings winter woods youth
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Сторінка 386 - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud...
Сторінка 85 - What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Сторінка 76 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Сторінка 86 - We look before and after And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Сторінка 39 - Where some, like magistrates correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in. their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Сторінка 154 - GOD ALMIGHTY first planted a Garden. And indeed it is the purest of human pleasures. It is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
Сторінка 85 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Сторінка 190 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath. And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
Сторінка 76 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Сторінка 77 - Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.