Country life [poems].George Routledge & Sons, 1873 - 147 ページ |
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... mountains with light and song ! Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth , By the winds which tell of the violet's birth , By the primrose - stars in the shadowy grass , By the green leaves opening as I pass . I have breathed on the ...
... mountains with light and song ! Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth , By the winds which tell of the violet's birth , By the primrose - stars in the shadowy grass , By the green leaves opening as I pass . I have breathed on the ...
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... mountain brows , They are flinging spray o'er the forest boughs , They are bursting fresh from their sparry caves , And the earth resounds with the joy of waves . Come forth , O ye children of gladness , come ! Where the violets lie may ...
... mountain brows , They are flinging spray o'er the forest boughs , They are bursting fresh from their sparry caves , And the earth resounds with the joy of waves . Come forth , O ye children of gladness , come ! Where the violets lie may ...
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... mountain pass'd ? --Ye have looked on Death since ye met me last . The summer is coming , on soft winds borne— Ye may press the grape , ye may bind the corn ! For me , I depart to a brighter shore- Ye are mark'd by care , ye are mine no ...
... mountain pass'd ? --Ye have looked on Death since ye met me last . The summer is coming , on soft winds borne— Ye may press the grape , ye may bind the corn ! For me , I depart to a brighter shore- Ye are mark'd by care , ye are mine no ...
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... mountains and echoing streams , And of birchen glades breathing their balm ; While the deer was seen glancing in sunshine remote , And the deep mellow crush of the wood - pigeon's note Made music that sweeten'd the calm . Not a pastoral ...
... mountains and echoing streams , And of birchen glades breathing their balm ; While the deer was seen glancing in sunshine remote , And the deep mellow crush of the wood - pigeon's note Made music that sweeten'd the calm . Not a pastoral ...
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... mountain's misty top , Swell on the sight , and brighten with the dawn . Blue , through the dusk , the smoking currents shine ; And from the bladed field the fearful hare Limps , awkward : while along the forest glade The wild deer trip ...
... mountain's misty top , Swell on the sight , and brighten with the dawn . Blue , through the dusk , the smoking currents shine ; And from the bladed field the fearful hare Limps , awkward : while along the forest glade The wild deer trip ...
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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...