The Romance of Nature, Or, The Flower-seasons IllustratedCharles Tilt, 1836 - 253 ページ |
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... heads to hail The sun - their monarch- -as he burns above . Who does not love them ? Reader , if thine heart Be one unblessed by such affection , turn Far from these lays thy cold and beamless eye , For less than dull to thee the page ...
... heads to hail The sun - their monarch- -as he burns above . Who does not love them ? Reader , if thine heart Be one unblessed by such affection , turn Far from these lays thy cold and beamless eye , For less than dull to thee the page ...
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... , But dance unto my melody And wave your graceful head . " The bulbul wooes the red red rose , The lark the heathery dell ; But the robin has the holly tree And the snow - drop's virgin bell . The snow - drop timidly looked out , But all ...
... , But dance unto my melody And wave your graceful head . " The bulbul wooes the red red rose , The lark the heathery dell ; But the robin has the holly tree And the snow - drop's virgin bell . The snow - drop timidly looked out , But all ...
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... head , Heavy with its rich crown of pearl and gold : - Thou sheddest on the air such soft perfume , That I could deem ' twas incense , gently flung Before thy beauty's shrine by some fair sprite Enamoured of thy maiden loveliness . The ...
... head , Heavy with its rich crown of pearl and gold : - Thou sheddest on the air such soft perfume , That I could deem ' twas incense , gently flung Before thy beauty's shrine by some fair sprite Enamoured of thy maiden loveliness . The ...
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... head , E'en the autumn daisy is closed and dead . Dost come because Summer's bright laughing sky Can no more with thy sapphire radiance vie ? Nor , when breathing thy scent through the leafless vale , No roses their rival perfumes ...
... head , E'en the autumn daisy is closed and dead . Dost come because Summer's bright laughing sky Can no more with thy sapphire radiance vie ? Nor , when breathing thy scent through the leafless vale , No roses their rival perfumes ...
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... head , And another's held between us . [ Enter LUBIN , & c . ' Long looked for , come at last , ' they say― I've wanted you for hours ; And now you have not a bouquét ! Here , take some garden - flowers . LUBIN . No , Dora , none of ...
... head , And another's held between us . [ Enter LUBIN , & c . ' Long looked for , come at last , ' they say― I've wanted you for hours ; And now you have not a bouquét ! Here , take some garden - flowers . LUBIN . No , Dora , none of ...
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Arbutus Autumn Bards Beaumont and Fletcher beauty bells Ben Jonson birds Blackberries bloom blossoms blue blush bonny brown bower breath breeze bright brow Carnation cheek colour Commeline Crocus daisy dance dear delicate delight Dianthus Chinensis doth e'en earth emblem fable fair fairy fancy favourite Fern fling floral floures Foxglove fragrant garden gaze gentle glorious Gorse graceful green Harebell hath head Heather Herrick Jasmine Jasmine tree kiss Ladye leaves light Lily Lobelia look loveliness lover maiden mede merry Narcissus Nature's ne'er neath Noble Kinsmen o'er pale Pan's Anniversary Pansy Passion Flowers peep perfume petals Pimpernel pink PLATE poems poetic Poets purple Queen rich Rose round scene season Shakspeare sigh sing smile Snowdrop soft song Spring stem Summer sweet tears tell thee things thou trees violet Wallflower wave wealth ween wind wind-flowers wings winter yellow young
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28 ページ - At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quenched in the chaste beams of the watery moon ; And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
23 ページ - And some have wept, and woo'd, and plighted troth, And chose their priest, ere we can cast off sloth: Many a green-gown has been given; Many a kiss, both odd and even: Many a glance too has been sent From out the eye, love's firmament; Many a jest told of the keys betraying This night, and locks pick'd, yet we're not aMaying.
44 ページ - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
138 ページ - The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd.
154 ページ - Her clothes spread wide, And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up; Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes, As one incapable of her own distress, Or like a creature native and indu'd Unto that element; but long it could not be Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay To muddy death.
52 ページ - Arcturi of the earth, The constellated flower that never sets ; Faint oxlips ; tender blue-bells, at whose birth The sod scarce heaved ; and that tall flower that wets Its mother's face with heaven-collected tears, When the low wind, its playmate's voice, it hears.
145 ページ - T do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee. Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak, had power to move thee; But I can let thee now alone, As worthy to be loved by none.
136 ページ - That fairer seemes the lesse ye see her may. Lo ! see soone after how more bold and free Her bared bosome she doth broad display ; Lo ! see soone after how she fades and falls away.
60 ページ - Nay! not so much as out of bed; When all the birds have matins said, And sung their thankful hymns; 'tis sin, Nay, profanation to keep in, When as a thousand virgins on this day Spring, sooner than the lark, to fetch in May.
74 ページ - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.