The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and NewG.P. Putnam, 1855 - 428 стор. |
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... Spring and Winter .. An Old - Fashioned Holly Hedge .. Christmas Carol .... 394 Woods in Winter .... 394 Winter The Seasons 395 Italian Song ..... The Creation of the Earth . 401 A Farm Scene in Portugal .. Earth ... 402 From " The ...
... Spring and Winter .. An Old - Fashioned Holly Hedge .. Christmas Carol .... 394 Woods in Winter .... 394 Winter The Seasons 395 Italian Song ..... The Creation of the Earth . 401 A Farm Scene in Portugal .. Earth ... 402 From " The ...
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... spring , or beneath the somber shade of a thick and leafy tree , the eye rests on the far - re ceding and hazy distance . " Similar passages may also be gathered from the letters of St. Basil and St. Gregory , * fathers of the Greek ...
... spring , or beneath the somber shade of a thick and leafy tree , the eye rests on the far - re ceding and hazy distance . " Similar passages may also be gathered from the letters of St. Basil and St. Gregory , * fathers of the Greek ...
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... spring is one of the cheerfull- est things that can be looked upon . Its life appears to be all enjoyment : so busy , and so pleased . " Any one who has wandered about the fields during the warmer months will as- suredly agree with this ...
... spring is one of the cheerfull- est things that can be looked upon . Its life appears to be all enjoyment : so busy , and so pleased . " Any one who has wandered about the fields during the warmer months will as- suredly agree with this ...
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... Spring - betokening bee ! Yellow bee , so mad for love Of early - blooming flowers- Till thy waxen cell be full . Fair fall thy work and thee , Buzzing round the sweetly - smelling Garden plots and bowers . Anonymous Translator ...
... Spring - betokening bee ! Yellow bee , so mad for love Of early - blooming flowers- Till thy waxen cell be full . Fair fall thy work and thee , Buzzing round the sweetly - smelling Garden plots and bowers . Anonymous Translator ...
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... spring devour , Sip on the wing , and , lightly bursting , lave Their airy plumage in its undimpled wave . * ** * * * Ah , fav'rite scenes ! but now with gather'd sail I seek the shore , nor trust th ' inviting gale ; Else had my song ...
... spring devour , Sip on the wing , and , lightly bursting , lave Their airy plumage in its undimpled wave . * ** * * * Ah , fav'rite scenes ! but now with gather'd sail I seek the shore , nor trust th ' inviting gale ; Else had my song ...
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Æneid ALFRED TENNYSON beauty beneath birds Bishop of Dunkeld bloom blossoms boughs bowers breath bright brow buds charms Chaucer cheerful cloud cuckoo dance dark delight doth earth fair Fairlop field flocks flowers forest fresh gale garden gay too soon GILES FLETCHER grass green Grongar Hill grove happy hath heart heaven hill hour hues lady lark leaf leaves light live look Lord meadows mede merry MINNESINGERS morning mountain murmuring nature never night nightingale nymph o'er Phineas Fletcher plain pleasant pleasure poet purple rill ROBERT HERRICK rose round shade sight silent sing sleep smile soft song soon the flowers soul spide spring will fade stream summer sweet tell thee thine things THOMAS CAREW Thou art thought thrushes Translation tree unto vale vernal violet voice wandering wave wild WILLIAM GILPIN wind wings winter woods youth
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Сторінка 386 - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud...
Сторінка 85 - What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Сторінка 76 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Сторінка 86 - 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 39 - Where some, like magistrates correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in. their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Сторінка 154 - GOD ALMIGHTY first planted a Garden. And indeed it is the purest of human pleasures. It is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
Сторінка 85 - 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 190 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath. And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
Сторінка 76 - 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 77 - Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.