Poetry of the Year: Passages from the Poets Descriptive of the SeasonsE. H. Butler & Company, 1864 - 128 стор. |
З цієї книги
Результати 6-10 із 13
Сторінка 73
... dark pine , blasted , bare , and cleft . The veil of cloud was lifted , and below Glowed the rich valley , and the river's flow Was darkened by the forest's shade , Or glistened in the white cascade ; Where upward , in the mellow blush ...
... dark pine , blasted , bare , and cleft . The veil of cloud was lifted , and below Glowed the rich valley , and the river's flow Was darkened by the forest's shade , Or glistened in the white cascade ; Where upward , in the mellow blush ...
Сторінка 94
... dark embroidery of the storm , And shouts the stern , strong wind . And here , amid The silent majesty of these deep woods , Its presence shall uplift thy thoughts from earth , As to the sunshine and the pure bright air Their tops the ...
... dark embroidery of the storm , And shouts the stern , strong wind . And here , amid The silent majesty of these deep woods , Its presence shall uplift thy thoughts from earth , As to the sunshine and the pure bright air Their tops the ...
Сторінка 95
... darker green . Yes , it were sweetly sad To wander in the open fields , and hear , E'en at this hour , the noon - day hardly past , The lulling insects of the summer's night ; To hear , where lately buzzing swarms were heard , A lonely ...
... darker green . Yes , it were sweetly sad To wander in the open fields , and hear , E'en at this hour , the noon - day hardly past , The lulling insects of the summer's night ; To hear , where lately buzzing swarms were heard , A lonely ...
Сторінка 99
... dark . These now the lonesome Muse , Low whispering , lead into their leaf - strown walks , And give the season in its latest view . Meantime , light shadowing all , a sober calm Fleeces unbounded ether : whose least wave Stands ...
... dark . These now the lonesome Muse , Low whispering , lead into their leaf - strown walks , And give the season in its latest view . Meantime , light shadowing all , a sober calm Fleeces unbounded ether : whose least wave Stands ...
Сторінка 102
... dark nooks and coverts issued forth , To sport through one day of existence more ; The solitary primrose on the bank Seemed now as though it had no cause to mourn Its bleak autumnal birth ; the rocks and shores , The Forest , and the ...
... dark nooks and coverts issued forth , To sport through one day of existence more ; The solitary primrose on the bank Seemed now as though it had no cause to mourn Its bleak autumnal birth ; the rocks and shores , The Forest , and the ...
Інші видання - Показати все
Poetry of the Year: Passages From the Poets Descriptive of the Seasons ... Попередній перегляд недоступний - 2016 |
Загальні терміни та фрази
Amid AUTUMN beautiful beech behold bending beneath birds bloom blue bough bowers breathes bright brook brow buds burst cheerful clouds Corinna COWPER cowslip cuckoo daisies deep delight dewy doth E'en earth fair fields flock flowers forest fresh gale gentle gleam gleaner glebe glow golden grass green grove harvest-home hath hawthorn heart heaven hill icicle insects JOY OF SPRING king-cups lark leafy leaves light LONGFELLOW looks MAY-BUSH mead merry minnow MORNING moss mossy mountains murmurs Nature's night nightingale nightly o'er Philomel POETRY primrose rain rapture rise rock round scattered shade shepherd shine showers silent silver sings smile snow soft soft wind song spread SPRING stream SUMMER REVERIE sunbeams sunny sweet sweetly thee THOMSON thou thrush trees twitter vale violets voice wain walk wander warble waving WILD BRAMBLE wind wings WINTER wintry woodland woods WORDSWORTH yellow
Популярні уривки
Сторінка 30 - To come forth, like the spring-time, fresh and green, And sweet as Flora. Take no care For jewels for your gown or hair: Fear not; the leaves will strew Gems in abundance upon you: Besides, the childhood of the day has kept, Against you come, some orient pearls unwept. Come, and receive them...
Сторінка 118 - When we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Came sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Have I, reclining back upon my heels, Stopped short; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me — even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round!
Сторінка 107 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Сторінка 68 - To one who has been long in city pent, 'Tis very sweet to look into the fair And open face of heaven, — to breathe a prayer Full in the smile of the blue firmament.
Сторінка 107 - Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.
Сторінка 126 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When...
Сторінка 60 - Their scantly leaved, and finely tapering stems, Had not yet lost those starry diadems Caught from the early sobbing of the morn. The clouds were pure and white as flocks new shorn, And fresh from the clear brook ; sweetly they slept On the blue fields of heaven, and then there crept...
Сторінка 44 - Glides through the pathways ; she knows all their notes, That gentle Maid ! and oft a moment's space, What time the moon was lost behind a cloud, Hath heard a pause of silence...
Сторінка 24 - The turtle to her mate hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings ; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
Сторінка 117 - The village clock tolled six, — -I wheeled about, Proud and exulting like an untired horse That cares not for his home. All shod with steel, We hissed along the polished ice...