The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and NewG.P. Putnam, 1855 - 428 стор. |
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... seems to interest his understanding more than his moral perceptions ; he does not cling to her charms with the fervor and the plain- tive passion of the poet of modern times . " This passage of Schiller , quoted in " Cosmos ...
... seems to interest his understanding more than his moral perceptions ; he does not cling to her charms with the fervor and the plain- tive passion of the poet of modern times . " This passage of Schiller , quoted in " Cosmos ...
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... seem to suggest these . It was quite consistent with the condition of the world at that early period , and of the Greeks in particular , that nature and art should not then hold the same relative places which they occupy to - day . Art ...
... seem to suggest these . It was quite consistent with the condition of the world at that early period , and of the Greeks in particular , that nature and art should not then hold the same relative places which they occupy to - day . Art ...
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... seem to crowd the mind in one grateful picture , and force from our lips the fa- miliar invocation , " O all ye green things upon earth , bless ye the Lord ; praise him , and magnify him forever . " The most ancient writings of the ...
... seem to crowd the mind in one grateful picture , and force from our lips the fa- miliar invocation , " O all ye green things upon earth , bless ye the Lord ; praise him , and magnify him forever . " The most ancient writings of the ...
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... seems to have been all but forgotten . A few rude , unfinished sketches were all that could be expected from such an age , and in these man himself would naturally engross the attention . In societies only half civilized , man , as an ...
... seems to have been all but forgotten . A few rude , unfinished sketches were all that could be expected from such an age , and in these man himself would naturally engross the attention . In societies only half civilized , man , as an ...
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... richely bete ; Every trumpet his lords armes bere About their neckes with great pearles sete Collers brode , for cost they would not lete , As it would seem , for their schochones echone , THE 41 FLOWER AND THE LEAF .
... richely bete ; Every trumpet his lords armes bere About their neckes with great pearles sete Collers brode , for cost they would not lete , As it would seem , for their schochones echone , THE 41 FLOWER AND THE LEAF .
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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.