Noontide Leisure: Or, Sketches in Summer, Outlines from Nature and Imagination, and Including a Tale of the Days of Shakspeare, Том 1T. Cadell, 1824 |
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... heard the Nymphs to daunt , Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt ; There in close covert by some brook , Where no profaner eye may look , Hide me from day's garish eye , While the bee with honied thigh , That at her flowery work ...
... heard the Nymphs to daunt , Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt ; There in close covert by some brook , Where no profaner eye may look , Hide me from day's garish eye , While the bee with honied thigh , That at her flowery work ...
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... heard , And voices chaunting from the wood - crown'd hill , The deepening dale , or inmost sylvan glade . A privilege bestow'd by us , alone , On Contemplation , or the hallow'd ear Of poet , swelling to seraphic strain . " Summer . Of ...
... heard , And voices chaunting from the wood - crown'd hill , The deepening dale , or inmost sylvan glade . A privilege bestow'd by us , alone , On Contemplation , or the hallow'd ear Of poet , swelling to seraphic strain . " Summer . Of ...
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... heard from Shaw an account of the accident , and likewise understood that her father had interested himself in behalf of the strangers , was anxious , more especially as her husband was detained longer than she expected , to learn ...
... heard from Shaw an account of the accident , and likewise understood that her father had interested himself in behalf of the strangers , was anxious , more especially as her husband was detained longer than she expected , to learn ...
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... heard , my beloved Agnes , " she writes , " from my father's letter to your uncle , of the accident which has detained us in this place , and of our introduction to New - Place , the residence of our great dramatic bard , Wil- liam ...
... heard , my beloved Agnes , " she writes , " from my father's letter to your uncle , of the accident which has detained us in this place , and of our introduction to New - Place , the residence of our great dramatic bard , Wil- liam ...
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... heard of the frolic achievements of his younger days , and much as he must neces- sarily have mixed with the gayest spirits of the age , he is yet , I am well assured , by those who know him best , as remarkable for the piety as of for ...
... heard of the frolic achievements of his younger days , and much as he must neces- sarily have mixed with the gayest spirits of the age , he is yet , I am well assured , by those who know him best , as remarkable for the piety as of for ...
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admiration appeared ation bard Beaumont beauty Ben Jonson beneath Bertha bosom Canto Chant character charms chensey colours cottage countenance cried daugh daughter dear delight Derbyshire effect English Garden exclaimed father favourite feelings garden genius grace Hadleigh happy heart Helen Montchensey hope hour Hubert Gray imagination immediately interest Jardins Jonson JOSEPH BEAUMONT justly kind landscape light Lille look Lord Southampton magic edge manner Master Shakspeare mind Mont morning Muse NATHAN DRAKE nature New-Place night o'er passage Peterhouse Petrarch pleasure poem poet poet's poetry Psyche Raymond Neville recollect remarked replied rocks scarcely scene scenery seemed shade Shak Simon Fraser sleep smile song soon sorrow soul spirit Stratford stream sweet taste tears thee Thomas Lucy thou thought tion tone translator trees whilst wild WILLIAM ALABASTER wood Wyeburne Hall young youth
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