The Vegetable World

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James B. Dow, 1833 - 260 стор.

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Сторінка 113 - THERE is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour,
Сторінка 277 - Come when the rains Have glazed the snow, and clothed the trees with ice, While the slant sun of February pours Into the bowers a flood of light. Approach ! The incrusted surface shall upbear thy steps, And the broad arching portals of the grove Welcome thy entering. Look ! the massy trunks Are cased in• the pure crystal ; each light spray, Nodding and tinkling in the breath of heaven, Is studded with its trembling water-drops, That glimmer with an amethystine light. But round the parent stem the...
Сторінка 276 - Father, thy hand Hath reared these venerable columns, thou Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven. The century-living crow, Whose birth was in their tops, grew old and died Among their branches, till, at last, they stood, As now they stand, massy, and tall, and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold Communion with...
Сторінка 33 - I mention this, to show from what trifling circumstances the mind will sometimes derive consolation; for though the whole plant was not larger than the top of one of my fingers, I could not contemplate the delicate conformation of its roots, leaves, and capsula, without admiration. Can that Being, thought I, who planted, watered, and brought to perfection in this obscure part of the world a thing which appears of so small importance, look with unconcern upon the situation and sufferings of creatures...
Сторінка 113 - Tis Flora's page :— in every place, In every season, fresh and fair, It opens with perennial grace, And blossoms everywhere. On waste and woodland, rock and plain, Its humble buds unheeded rise ; The Rose has but a summer reign, — The Daisy never dies.
Сторінка 26 - Embattled in her field, and the humble shrub, And bush with frizzled hair implicit : last Rose, as in dance, the stately trees, and spread Their branches hung with copious fruit, or gemm'd Their blossoms: with high woods the' hills were crown'd With tufts the valleys, and each fountain side; With borders long the rivers: that Earth now Seem'd like to Heaven a seat where gods might dwell Or wander with delight, and love to haunt Her sacred shades...
Сторінка 50 - Is there under the heavens a more glorious and refreshing object, of the kind, than an impregnable hedge...
Сторінка 96 - Italy, they are feeding silk-worms for me ; in Saxony, they are shearing the sheep to make me clothing; at home, powerful steamengines are spinning and weaving for me, and making cutlery for me, and pumping the mines that minerals useful to me may be procured.
Сторінка 156 - Galilee, says a learned writer, would be a paradise were it inhabited by an industrious people under an enlightened government. Vine stocks are to be seen here a foot and a half in diameter, forming, by their twining branches, vast arches and extensive ceilings of verdure.
Сторінка 206 - Lord alone shall be exalted in that day : for the day of the Lord of hosts shall be upon every one that is proud and lofty, and upon every one that is lifted up ; and he shall be brought low ; and upon all the cedars of Lebanon, that are high and lifted up, and upon all the oaks of Bashan...

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