Country life [poems].George Routledge & Sons, 1873 - 147 ページ |
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... BIRDS • Charles Cotton Izaak Walton William Barnes W. Collins Bryant Bloomfield Wilson · C. W. Thompson 8 40 Thomson Otway 42 43 · Barton 44 46 • 48 50 52 55 56 58 -59 Cowper Pope Burns Longfellow Burns Cunningham Meleager . Burns Thomson.
... BIRDS • Charles Cotton Izaak Walton William Barnes W. Collins Bryant Bloomfield Wilson · C. W. Thompson 8 40 Thomson Otway 42 43 · Barton 44 46 • 48 50 52 55 56 58 -59 Cowper Pope Burns Longfellow Burns Cunningham Meleager . Burns Thomson.
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... birds , not men . O happy life , if that their good The husbandmen but understood ! Who all the day themselves do please , And younglings , with such sports as these ; And , lying down , have nought t'affright Sweet sleep , that makes ...
... birds , not men . O happy life , if that their good The husbandmen but understood ! Who all the day themselves do please , And younglings , with such sports as these ; And , lying down , have nought t'affright Sweet sleep , that makes ...
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... birds of heaven Glide down and sing to thee . Here daily from his beechen cell , The hermit squirrel steals to drink ; And flocks which cluster to their bell , Recline along thy brink . And here the wagoner blocks his wheels , To quaff ...
... birds of heaven Glide down and sing to thee . Here daily from his beechen cell , The hermit squirrel steals to drink ; And flocks which cluster to their bell , Recline along thy brink . And here the wagoner blocks his wheels , To quaff ...
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... bird ! A melancholy bird ! Oh , idle thought ! In nature there is nothing melancholy . * ' Tis the merry nightingale That crowds , and hurries , and precipitates With fast , thick warble his delicious notes , As he were fearful that an ...
... bird ! A melancholy bird ! Oh , idle thought ! In nature there is nothing melancholy . * ' Tis the merry nightingale That crowds , and hurries , and precipitates With fast , thick warble his delicious notes , As he were fearful that an ...
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... birds Have all burst forth in choral minstrelsy , As if some sudden gale had swept at once A hundred airy harps ! and she hath watch'd Many a nightingale pitch'd giddily On blossoming twig still swinging from the breeze , And to that ...
... birds Have all burst forth in choral minstrelsy , As if some sudden gale had swept at once A hundred airy harps ! and she hath watch'd Many a nightingale pitch'd giddily On blossoming twig still swinging from the breeze , And to that ...
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ain kind dearie Amang the rigs amid art thou autumn bank barley beams beautiful bees beneath birds bless bloom blue bonie dearie breathe breeze bright brook budding Charles Cotton cheer clouds cool dear delight dewy e'en earth fair flocks flowering rush frae gaze gentle glows go a-Maying grassy green grove happy hath heart heaven hill hues IZAAK WALTON Jeanie John Clare leafy light Little streams Logan Braes maid merry moon morning mossy mountain murmuring N. P. Willis ne'er night nightingale o'er peace purple finch Robert Bloomfield Robert Burns round rove rural scene SEASON of mists shade shines silver beech sing skim sleep smile soft soger song sport spreading Spring summer swain sweet thee thou thro toil trees Violets voice wanders waves weary whistle wild winds wings winter witch-hazel woods
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48 ページ - O'erhang his wavy bed : Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...
142 ページ - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
30 ページ - Besides, the childhood of the day has kept, Against you come, some Orient pearls unwept ; Come and receive them while the light Hangs on the dew-locks of the night, And Titan on the eastern hill Retires himself, or else stands still Till you come forth.
142 ページ - This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring . Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved. It is the hush of night...
50 ページ - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
124 ページ - YE banks, and braes, and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
71 ページ - But flutter through life's little day, In Fortune's varying colours drest, Brush'd by the hand of rough mischance, Or chill'd by age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive, kind reply : Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth is flown ; Thy sun is set, thy spring is gone — We frolic, while 'tis May.
140 ページ - The moon is up, and yet it is not night — Sunset divides the sky with her — a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains ; Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be Melted to one vast Iris of the West, Where the Day joins the past Eternity ; While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air — an island of the blest ! XXVIII.
125 ページ - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk? How rich the hawthorn's blossom! As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasped her to my bosom! The golden hours on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary! Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender; And, pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, oh!
30 ページ - 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...