Scenes and Tales of Country Life: With Recollections of Natural HistoryJohn Murray, 1844 - 399 стор. |
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... Lucy , as she gaily tripped by his side towards the river , with his fly - rod in her hand . " The trout will rise well with this southerly wind , and we shall have a dish of fish for your brother when he arrives to - day . " Lucy's ...
... Lucy , as she gaily tripped by his side towards the river , with his fly - rod in her hand . " The trout will rise well with this southerly wind , and we shall have a dish of fish for your brother when he arrives to - day . " Lucy's ...
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... Lucy , depends on the way in which you handle the landing net ; for you know how many fish you have lost me by being a little awkward . " Lucy denied the charge , but pro- mised to be very careful . The river was a short mile from the ...
... Lucy , depends on the way in which you handle the landing net ; for you know how many fish you have lost me by being a little awkward . " Lucy denied the charge , but pro- mised to be very careful . The river was a short mile from the ...
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... Lucy might be seen on her knees at the edge of the bank with the landing - net in her hand , waiting in all anxiety and eagerness to secure the prize . " Don't be in a hurry , Lucy , " said her father ; " wait till I bring him close to ...
... Lucy might be seen on her knees at the edge of the bank with the landing - net in her hand , waiting in all anxiety and eagerness to secure the prize . " Don't be in a hurry , Lucy , " said her father ; " wait till I bring him close to ...
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... Lucy's brother was to be accompanied by one of his college friends . " I am curious , " said Lucy , " to know what sort of a person Henry's friend , Mr. Davenport , is ; and if he is agreeable , clever , and handsome . Henry has said ...
... Lucy's brother was to be accompanied by one of his college friends . " I am curious , " said Lucy , " to know what sort of a person Henry's friend , Mr. Davenport , is ; and if he is agreeable , clever , and handsome . Henry has said ...
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... Lucy , " I hope he is not too much of a poet and philosopher to be unable to dance , for a dance we must have while Henry is with us . You know , Papa , that I am now seventeen , and yet I have hardly ever danced except with my sisters ...
... Lucy , " I hope he is not too much of a poet and philosopher to be unable to dance , for a dance we must have while Henry is with us . You know , Papa , that I am now seventeen , and yet I have hardly ever danced except with my sisters ...
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Сторінка 48 - There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter, Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle, And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a chain In a most hideous and dreadful manner...
Сторінка 288 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Сторінка 172 - Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects
Сторінка 88 - THERE are no colours in the fairest sky So fair as these. The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an Angel's wing.
Сторінка 243 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Сторінка 100 - For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell, Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Сторінка 19 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Сторінка 240 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
Сторінка 238 - O NIGHTINGALE that on yon bloomy spray Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still, Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill, While the jolly hours lead on propitious May.
Сторінка 247 - With mazy error under pendent shades Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...