Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons, ...Mary Botham Howitt H. G. Bohn, 1854 - 567 стор. |
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... looks over a fine fallow , or a field of new - sown wheat . He may be seen sitting on a bare bough , like Tantalus , in the midst of plenty beyond his reach , with his feathers ruffed up , casting every now and then an anxious glance ...
... looks over a fine fallow , or a field of new - sown wheat . He may be seen sitting on a bare bough , like Tantalus , in the midst of plenty beyond his reach , with his feathers ruffed up , casting every now and then an anxious glance ...
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... look like crisp and corrugated emerald , powdered with diamonds . THE FROST . The frost looked forth , one still clear night , And whispered , " Now , I shall be out of sight ; So through the valley and over the height , In silence I'll ...
... look like crisp and corrugated emerald , powdered with diamonds . THE FROST . The frost looked forth , one still clear night , And whispered , " Now , I shall be out of sight ; So through the valley and over the height , In silence I'll ...
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... look than the riders , especially the frost - bitten gentleman , and the shivering lady with the invisible face , sole passengers of that commodious machine ! Hooded , veiled , and bonneted as she is , one sees from her attitude how ...
... look than the riders , especially the frost - bitten gentleman , and the shivering lady with the invisible face , sole passengers of that commodious machine ! Hooded , veiled , and bonneted as she is , one sees from her attitude how ...
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... look at a bird . We used , before we lived in a street , to fix a little board outside the parlour - window , and cover it with bread crumbs in the hard weather . It was quite delightful to see the pretty things come and feed , to ...
... look at a bird . We used , before we lived in a street , to fix a little board outside the parlour - window , and cover it with bread crumbs in the hard weather . It was quite delightful to see the pretty things come and feed , to ...
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... look both ways at once . Prior to the time of this monarch the Roman year had but ten months , and commenced with March ; but he added January and February , making it begin with January , though the months still retained their old ...
... look both ways at once . Prior to the time of this monarch the Roman year had but ten months , and commenced with March ; but he added January and February , making it begin with January , though the months still retained their old ...
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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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Сторінка 452 - mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean, Angels of rain and lightning ! there are spread On the blue surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm.
Сторінка 210 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
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 215 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
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 453 - So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou For whose path the Atlantic's level powers Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear The sapless foliage of the ocean, know Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear, And tremble and despoil themselves: Oh, hear!
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 47 - Of fruits and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush'd with blood of queens and kings.