Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons, ...Mary Botham Howitt H. G. Bohn, 1854 - 567 стор. |
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... insects in the grass , or a butterfly flitting along , now listened to the sweet singing of the birds , ever gathering more and more , till my nosegay exceeded all bounds , and the only difficulty has been to bring the beautiful tribute ...
... insects in the grass , or a butterfly flitting along , now listened to the sweet singing of the birds , ever gathering more and more , till my nosegay exceeded all bounds , and the only difficulty has been to bring the beautiful tribute ...
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... Insect Metamorphosis . - From " Episodes of Insect Life " A Great Thaw.-W. Howitt Antiquarian Notices .-- Soane MARCH . Perpetual Almanac . Aikin's Calendar First Day of March . - Wordsworth An Early Spring Day March Winds A Handful of ...
... Insect Metamorphosis . - From " Episodes of Insect Life " A Great Thaw.-W. Howitt Antiquarian Notices .-- Soane MARCH . Perpetual Almanac . Aikin's Calendar First Day of March . - Wordsworth An Early Spring Day March Winds A Handful of ...
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... Insect Life " 236 Antiquarian Notices . - Soane 244 Perpetual Almanac Aikin's Calendar . • JUNE . June Fields . - William Howitt Summer Songs . - From the Poets 251 253 259 261 PAGE Sheep - Shearing The Poor Man's Garden . -
... Insect Life " 236 Antiquarian Notices . - Soane 244 Perpetual Almanac Aikin's Calendar . • JUNE . June Fields . - William Howitt Summer Songs . - From the Poets 251 253 259 261 PAGE Sheep - Shearing The Poor Man's Garden . -
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... Insect Life . - From " Episodes of Insect Life " Antiquarian Notices . - Soane 310 322 JULY . Perpetual Almanac 337 Aikin's Calendar A Hot Day . - Leigh Hunt Meadows in Summer . - Jesse . Meadows after Hay - Harvest . - Herrick Strong ...
... Insect Life . - From " Episodes of Insect Life " Antiquarian Notices . - Soane 310 322 JULY . Perpetual Almanac 337 Aikin's Calendar A Hot Day . - Leigh Hunt Meadows in Summer . - Jesse . Meadows after Hay - Harvest . - Herrick Strong ...
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... Insect Music . - From " Episodes of Insect Life " Twelfth of August . - Christopher North . Wild Geese and Swans . - Ditto 396 399 402 • 406 408 • A Fell - Side and Field Ramble in Wharfedale . - A . H. Antiquarian Notices . - Soane 411 ...
... Insect Music . - From " Episodes of Insect Life " Twelfth of August . - Christopher North . Wild Geese and Swans . - Ditto 396 399 402 • 406 408 • A Fell - Side and Field Ramble in Wharfedale . - A . H. Antiquarian Notices . - Soane 411 ...
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Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons: Exhibiting the Pleasures, Pursuits, and ... Mary Botham Howitt,John Aikin Попередній перегляд недоступний - 2015 |
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amongst ancient animal aphides appear autumn beautiful bees begin birds blossoms blue boughs branches bright buds called Candlemas chaffinch Christmas church clouds cockchafer cold colour corn cowslip cuckoo custom dark delight Druids earth Easter egg eggs female festival fieldfare fields fire flowers forest frost garden grass green hath head hear heart heaven hedges hour insects labour lamb larvæ leaves light look marsh-marigold MARY HOWITT meadows merry Michaelmas misletoe month morning nature nest night nightingale o'er observed passing PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY plants Plough Monday poet quadrupeds queen Roman rose round Saxon says season seems seen sheep Shrove Tuesday sing skylark snow song species spring stars stream summer swallow sweet thee thou torpid trees voice walk weather whole wild WILLIAM HOWITT wind wings winter woods yellow young
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Сторінка 216 - 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 209 - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower.
Сторінка 209 - 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 147 - Thrice welcome, darling of the spring; Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing; A voice, a mystery...
Сторінка 105 - ... Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee : A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company : I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought : For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude ; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with...
Сторінка 105 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Сторінка 64 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take; learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; learn from the beasts the physic of the field; thy arts of building from the bee receive ; learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave ; learn of the little nautilus to sail, spread the thin oar and catch the driving gale.
Сторінка 210 - 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 548 - And should my youth, as youth is apt, I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities I day by day Would wear away, Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the Holly tree.
Сторінка 90 - It is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before. The red-breast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And grass in the green field.