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... earliest beams of day , Your morning tribute of thanks to pay , You remind us that we should likewise raise The voice of devotion and song of praise ; There's something about you that points on high , Ye beautiful tenants of earth and ...
... earliest beams of day , Your morning tribute of thanks to pay , You remind us that we should likewise raise The voice of devotion and song of praise ; There's something about you that points on high , Ye beautiful tenants of earth and ...
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... early period , were not aware that at the same moment the bird had already formed a nest , and its mate was snugly incubating .. Dr. Latham states , that , as is usual with the migratory Warblers , the male remains on the spot to which ...
... early period , were not aware that at the same moment the bird had already formed a nest , and its mate was snugly incubating .. Dr. Latham states , that , as is usual with the migratory Warblers , the male remains on the spot to which ...
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... Browne , and Fletcher , and many other of our early pastoral and dramatic poets , as well as some of later times , who , like Pollok , make sorrow still the burden of its song : - 330 LOCALITIES FOR BUILDING . Minstrel of sorrow ! native.
... Browne , and Fletcher , and many other of our early pastoral and dramatic poets , as well as some of later times , who , like Pollok , make sorrow still the burden of its song : - 330 LOCALITIES FOR BUILDING . Minstrel of sorrow ! native.
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... early as three o'clock in the morn- ing warm beds were forsaken by hundreds of married and single , old maids and bachelors , to go to hear the Nightin- gale . At last the visitors became so numerous , and the damage so great to the ...
... early as three o'clock in the morn- ing warm beds were forsaken by hundreds of married and single , old maids and bachelors , to go to hear the Nightin- gale . At last the visitors became so numerous , and the damage so great to the ...
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... early and late . The old dramatist , Nicholas Rowe , gives us this pretty picture of the Nightingale at home : So when the spring renews the flowery field , And warns the pregnant Nightingale to build , She seeks the softest shelter of ...
... early and late . The old dramatist , Nicholas Rowe , gives us this pretty picture of the Nightingale at home : So when the spring renews the flowery field , And warns the pregnant Nightingale to build , She seeks the softest shelter of ...
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Our Feathered Families: Birds of Song and Their Congeners which are Found in ... Henry Gardiner Adams Перегляд фрагмента - 1800 |
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autumn beautiful Bechstein bill BLACK REDSTART Blackbird Blackcap breeding British brood brown Bullfinch Bunting bush cage Chaffinch chirping colour creature delight described eggs favourite feathers feed Fieldfares Finches five in number flocks frequently gardens genus Gilbert White grass green grey ground habits head hear heard hedge Hoopoe hopping inches insects Lark larvæ light lined Linnet little bird loud Macgillivray male melody Missel Thrush morning moss motion naturalist nest Nightingale notes Nuthatch observed pair parent birds perch PIPET plumage printed on Toned Redstart Redwing resembles RING OUZEL Robin says season seeds seen seldom Shore Lark sing Skylark soft sometimes called Song Thrush songster Sparrow species spots spring strain summer sweet tail thee thou throat Toned paper tree twigs uttered voice WAGTAIL warble Warbler WHINCHAT WHITE'S THRUSH wild wings winter Woodlark woods worms Wren yellow YELLOW WAGTAIL
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Сторінка 30 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Сторінка 165 - Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Сторінка 83 - Wisely regardful of the embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit. Half afraid, he first Against the window beats; then brisk alights On the warm hearth; then hopping o'er the floor, Eyes all the smiling family askance, And pecks, and starts, and wonders where he is Till, more familiar grown, the table-crumbs Attract his slender feet.
Сторінка 255 - THE GREEN LINNET BENEATH these fruit-tree boughs that shed Their snow-white blossoms on my head, With brightest sunshine round me spread Of spring's unclouded weather, In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit upon my orchard-seat ! And birds and flowers once more to greet. My last year's friends together.
Сторінка 27 - But the Nightingale, another of my airy creatures, breathes such sweet loud music out of her little instrumental throat, that it might make mankind to think miracles are not ceased. He that at midnight, when the very labourer sleeps securely, should hear, as I have very often, the clear airs, the sweet descants, the natural rising and falling, the doubling and redoubling of her voice, might well be lifted above earth, and say...
Сторінка 13 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Сторінка 132 - With joy — and oft an unintruding guest, I watched her secret toils from day to day, How true she warped the moss to form her nest, And modelled it within with wood and clay.
Сторінка 160 - He put them in the basket, and tying an old handkerchief over it, he took them to the schoolmaster's house. Just as he arrived at the door, he saw the two little boys who had been setting the trap, and with alarm he asked them if they had caught any birds.
Сторінка 216 - Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing ? And one of them shall not fall to the ground without your Father.
Сторінка 159 - THE BISHOP AND THE BIRDS. A BISHOP, who had for his arms two fieldfares, with the motto, " Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing...