The every-day book: or The guide to the year, Том 21859 |
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... season , and therefore we break from them to observe that day which all enjoy in common , New Year's Day . Referring for the " New - year's gifts , " the " Candlemas - bull , " and various ob- servances of our ancestors and ourselves ...
... season , and therefore we break from them to observe that day which all enjoy in common , New Year's Day . Referring for the " New - year's gifts , " the " Candlemas - bull , " and various ob- servances of our ancestors and ourselves ...
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... season , their hard , unpromising out- sides , compared with the forms of beauty which they contain , reminding us of their friends the butterflies , when in the chry- salis state . Now the labour of the hus- bandman is , for once in ...
... season , their hard , unpromising out- sides , compared with the forms of beauty which they contain , reminding us of their friends the butterflies , when in the chry- salis state . Now the labour of the hus- bandman is , for once in ...
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... season . Dr. Busby was a severe , but not an ill - natured man . It is related of him and one of his scholars , that during the doctor's absence from his study , the boy found some plums in it , and being moved by lickerishness , began ...
... season . Dr. Busby was a severe , but not an ill - natured man . It is related of him and one of his scholars , that during the doctor's absence from his study , the boy found some plums in it , and being moved by lickerishness , began ...
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... season much to be remembered , and is anticipated with no little pleasure by the expecting villagers . The joyful note of preparation is given during the preceding week ; and the clash , and splash , and bustle of cleansing , and ...
... season much to be remembered , and is anticipated with no little pleasure by the expecting villagers . The joyful note of preparation is given during the preceding week ; and the clash , and splash , and bustle of cleansing , and ...
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... season of the year , together with swings and roundabouts , spread out their allurements to the children ; bowls , quoits , and nine- pins , for the men ; and the merry dance in the evening , for the lasses . Fresh visitors keep ...
... season of the year , together with swings and roundabouts , spread out their allurements to the children ; bowls , quoits , and nine- pins , for the men ; and the merry dance in the evening , for the lasses . Fresh visitors keep ...
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Сторінка 567 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity...
Сторінка 117 - And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward, were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away.
Сторінка 255 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home. She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Сторінка 253 - Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme...
Сторінка 253 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Сторінка 253 - 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, Cluster'd 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 605 - The insect youth are on the wing, Eager to taste the honied spring, And float amid the liquid noon ; Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their gaily-gilded trim, Quick-glancing to the sun.
Сторінка 961 - All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Сторінка 255 - Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:— do I wake or sleep?
Сторінка 253 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene...