| Edward Hartley Dewart - 1864 - 334 стор.
...full/ free. Dut ploneera. In all Uvity. must еxрее1 to tuffer. Mr. MeLaohlan waд born la Seot. All Nature's in keeping, The live streams are leaping, And laughing in gladness along ; The great hills aro heaving ; The dark elouds are leaving; The vallera have hunt into aong. We'll rango through the... | |
| Edward Hartley Dewart - 1864 - 316 стор.
...rushing, In strains mildly gushing, That reach to the revelling earth, And sink through the depths Of the soul, till it leaps Into raptures far deeper than mirth. natural pathos, in graphic portraiture of character, he will compare favorably with the great peasant... | |
| Ontario. Council of Public Instruction - 1871 - 506 стор.
...rushing, In strains mildly gushing, That reach to the revelling earth, And sink through the depths Of the soul, till it leaps Into raptures far deeper...great hills are heaving ; The dark clouds are leaving; v The valleys have burst into song. We'll range through the dells Of the bonnie blue bells, And sing... | |
| 1876 - 618 стор.
...happy heart's rushing, In strains wildly gnshing, That reaeh to the revelling earth, And sink throngh the deeps Of the soul, till it leaps Into raptures...nature's in keeping! The live streams are leaping And langhing in gladness along; The great hills are heaving, The dark elouds are leaving, The valleys have... | |
| David Herschell Edwards - 1881 - 382 стор.
...blue. Its happy heart's rushing, In strains wildly gushing, That reach to the revelling earth, And sink through the deeps Of the soul, till it leaps Into raptures far deeper than mirth. The great hills are heaving, The dark clouds are leaving, The valleys have burst into song. We'll range... | |
| David Herschell Edwards - 1881 - 384 стор.
...blue. Its happy heart's rushing, In strains wildly gushing, That reach to the revelling earth, And sink through the deeps Of the soul, till it leaps Into...blue bells, And sing with the streams on their way ; V\ e'll lie in the shades Of the flower-covered glades, And hear what the primroses say. O, crown... | |
| Scottish poets - 1881 - 384 стор.
...hlue. Its happy heart's rushing, In strains wildly gushing, That reach to the revelling earth, And sink through the deeps Of the soul, till it leaps Into raptures far deeper than niirth. All nature's in keeping The live streams are leaping And laughing in gladness along, The great... | |
| W. Proudfoot Begg - 1887 - 426 стор.
...blue. Its happy heart's rushing In strains wildly gushing, That reach to the revelling earth, And sink through the deeps Of the soul, till it leaps Into...heaving, The dark clouds are leaving, The valleys have hurst into song. We'll range through the dells Of the bonnie blue bells, And sing with the streams... | |
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