Garden Walks with the PoetsG.P. Putman, 1852 - 340 ページ |
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... Violet ing Sun • 253 Valentine sitive Plant 259 ng in Lap of Winter 334 Wild Cherry Tree White Roses Wasted Flowers . • ip and Eglantine 125 Winter = re is a Song in Every Winter Piece Leaf 129 Withered Rose wn and Country Child 131 ...
... Violet ing Sun • 253 Valentine sitive Plant 259 ng in Lap of Winter 334 Wild Cherry Tree White Roses Wasted Flowers . • ip and Eglantine 125 Winter = re is a Song in Every Winter Piece Leaf 129 Withered Rose wn and Country Child 131 ...
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... violets from sombre woods , With tears of dew within their lids enshrined , Lilies like little maids in bridal white , Or in their burial garments if you will ; And here is that bold flower , the daffodil , That peers i ' th ' front of ...
... violets from sombre woods , With tears of dew within their lids enshrined , Lilies like little maids in bridal white , Or in their burial garments if you will ; And here is that bold flower , the daffodil , That peers i ' th ' front of ...
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... violet Spring up for ever ! Like sweet thoughts that come Winged from the maiden fancy , and fly off In music to the skies , and there are lost , These ever - steaming odors seek the sun , And fade in the light he scatters . 44 Come ...
... violet Spring up for ever ! Like sweet thoughts that come Winged from the maiden fancy , and fly off In music to the skies , and there are lost , These ever - steaming odors seek the sun , And fade in the light he scatters . 44 Come ...
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... violets grow ! Let's go thither hand in hand , Over the waters and over the snow , To the land where the sweet , sweet violets blow ! There , in the beautiful south , Where the sweet flowers lie , Thou shalt sing , with thy sweeter ...
... violets grow ! Let's go thither hand in hand , Over the waters and over the snow , To the land where the sweet , sweet violets blow ! There , in the beautiful south , Where the sweet flowers lie , Thou shalt sing , with thy sweeter ...
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... violets blue , - Ah , pluck not a few ! Knowest thou what good thoughts from Heaven the violet instils ? Give the children holidays , ( And let these be jolly days , ) Grant freedom to the children in this joyous Spring : Better men ...
... violets blue , - Ah , pluck not a few ! Knowest thou what good thoughts from Heaven the violet instils ? Give the children holidays , ( And let these be jolly days , ) Grant freedom to the children in this joyous Spring : Better men ...
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angels Anon Autumn Barry Cornwall beauty beneath blessed bloom blossoms blow blue boughs bowers breast breath breeze bright buds Buttercups charms cheer child clouds Countess of Winchelsea creeping daisies dear delight doth dream earth Elizabeth Barrett Browning eyes fade fair fairy fancy FLOWER ANGELS flowers fly away home fragrant garden gaze gentle glad glory glowing golden golden air green happy Hartley Coleridge hast hath heart heaven Heigh hills holy idlesse Jeune leaf leaves Leigh Hunt light Lily lips lonely look Mary Howitt merry morning Nature's night o'er ODE ON MELANCHOLY perfume pleasant pleasure pride rain Robert Herrick rose round SARAH ROBERTS shade shining showers sigh silent sing skies smile snow soft song soul spirit Spring star stream Summer sunny sweet tears thee thine thing thou art thought tree violets whisper wild winds wings
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168 ページ - Winter, yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes, — So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name.
128 ページ - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, •An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
241 ページ - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
42 ページ - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness: The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find ; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
167 ページ - Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit, As, musing slow, I hail Thy genial, loved return ! For when thy folding star — arising shows His paly circlet, at his warning lamp The fragrant hours, and elves 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, Then let me rove some wild and heathy scene, Or find some ruin...
129 ページ - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best...
20 ページ - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. Stars they are, wherein we read our history, As astrologers and seers of eld ; Yet not wrapped about with awful mystery, Like the burning stars, which they beheld.
254 ページ - Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace Upspringing day and night : — Springing in valleys green and low. And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness Where no man passes by...
178 ページ - And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath, But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stolen from thee.
178 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 dyed.