Country life [poems].George Routledge & Sons, 1873 - 147 ページ |
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... day themselves do please , And younglings , with such sports as these ; And , lying down , have nought t'affright Sweet sleep , that makes more short the night . Robert Herrick . THE WAYSIDE SPRING . FAIR dweller by the dusty way 15 ...
... day themselves do please , And younglings , with such sports as these ; And , lying down , have nought t'affright Sweet sleep , that makes more short the night . Robert Herrick . THE WAYSIDE SPRING . FAIR dweller by the dusty way 15 ...
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... er which the mind may hover till it dozes ; O'er which it well might take a pleasant sleep , But that ' tis ever startled by the leap Of buds into ripe flowers . Keats . FIELD FLOWERS . YE field flowers ! the gardens eclipse 39.
... er which the mind may hover till it dozes ; O'er which it well might take a pleasant sleep , But that ' tis ever startled by the leap Of buds into ripe flowers . Keats . FIELD FLOWERS . YE field flowers ! the gardens eclipse 39.
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... Sleeping on the heath - clad hill . Languid is the landscape round , Till the fresh descending shower , Grateful to the thirsty ground , Raises every fainting flower . Now the hill , the hedge is green , Now the warbler's throat's in ...
... Sleeping on the heath - clad hill . Languid is the landscape round , Till the fresh descending shower , Grateful to the thirsty ground , Raises every fainting flower . Now the hill , the hedge is green , Now the warbler's throat's in ...
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... Sleep is a death ; oh ! make me try , By sleeping , what it is to die : And as gently lay my head On my grave , as now my bed . Howe'er I rest , great God , let me Awake again at last with Thee . And thus assured , behold I lie Securely ...
... Sleep is a death ; oh ! make me try , By sleeping , what it is to die : And as gently lay my head On my grave , as now my bed . Howe'er I rest , great God , let me Awake again at last with Thee . And thus assured , behold I lie Securely ...
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... sleep again : Oh ! come that hour , when I shall never Sleep again , but wake for ever . Sir Thomas Browne LITTLE STREAMS . LITTLE streams are light and shadow , Flowing through the pasture meadow— Flowing by the green way - side ...
... sleep again : Oh ! come that hour , when I shall never Sleep again , but wake for ever . Sir Thomas Browne LITTLE STREAMS . LITTLE streams are light and shadow , Flowing through the pasture meadow— Flowing by the green way - side ...
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banks beam beautiful beneath birds blue breathe bright brook bush cheer clear clouds cold comes cool COUNTRY dance dear dearie deep delight dream early earth fair fear field fish flocks flowers fresh gentle glowing green grove grow hand happy hath head hear heart heaven hill hour leaves light lives looks maid meet merry mind moon morning mountains murmuring Nature never night nightingale notes o'er opening peace pipe plain pleasure poor rest rise Robert rock round scene seen shade side silent sing Sits sleep smile soft song soon spirits sport spread spring stars step streams summer swain sweet thee thou thought toil trees voice WALK waters waves weary wide wild winds wings winter woods young
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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...