The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and NewG.P. Putnam, 1855 - 428 ページ |
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... bough to bough ; and , as him list , he eet Here and there of buds and floures sweet . And to the herber side was joyning This faire tree , of which I have you told , And at the last the bird began to sing , Whan he had eaten what he ...
... bough to bough ; and , as him list , he eet Here and there of buds and floures sweet . And to the herber side was joyning This faire tree , of which I have you told , And at the last the bird began to sing , Whan he had eaten what he ...
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... boughs defend . There where new kings the swarms at spring - tide lead , And bursting myriads gladden all the mead , Dim banks at noon may lure to cool repose , And trees with hospitable arms inclose . If sleep the stagnant pools , or ...
... boughs defend . There where new kings the swarms at spring - tide lead , And bursting myriads gladden all the mead , Dim banks at noon may lure to cool repose , And trees with hospitable arms inclose . If sleep the stagnant pools , or ...
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... boughs With warm and pleasant breath Salute the blowing flowers . Now let me sit beneath the whitening thorn , And mark thy spreading tints steal o'er the dale ; And watch with patient eye , Thy fair , unfolding charms . O nymph ...
... boughs With warm and pleasant breath Salute the blowing flowers . Now let me sit beneath the whitening thorn , And mark thy spreading tints steal o'er the dale ; And watch with patient eye , Thy fair , unfolding charms . O nymph ...
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... bough smiles green , the young birds sing , The chainless current glistens by , Till countless flowers like stars illume The deepening vale and forest gloom . O welcome , gentle guest from high , Sent to cheer our world below , To ...
... bough smiles green , the young birds sing , The chainless current glistens by , Till countless flowers like stars illume The deepening vale and forest gloom . O welcome , gentle guest from high , Sent to cheer our world below , To ...
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... boughs the stately chestnut cleaves The gummy shroud that wraps her embryo leaves ; The house - fly , stealing from his narrow grave , Drugged with the opiate that November gave , Beats with faint wing against the snowy pane , Or crawls ...
... boughs the stately chestnut cleaves The gummy shroud that wraps her embryo leaves ; The house - fly , stealing from his narrow grave , Drugged with the opiate that November gave , Beats with faint wing against the snowy pane , Or crawls ...
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ABRAHAM COWLEY ALFRED TENNYSON amid autumn beams beauty BEN JONSON beneath birds bloom blue boughs bowers breast breath bright buds charms clouds cuckoo dance dark delight doth Duke of Orleans earth fair fairy field flocks flowers forest fresh garden gentle GILES FLETCHER golden grass green Grongar Hill grove happy hast hath hear heart heaven hill hour hues JOHN CLARE JOHN KEBLE Katydid leaf leaves light live look meadows merry morning mountain murmuring Nature never night nightingale o'er plain pleasure poet purple rich rill ROBERT HERRICK rock rose round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shade shines shower silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spide spring storm stream summer sweet thee thine things thou art Translation tree unto vale voice wandering wave wild WILLIAM GILPIN WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings winter wood youth
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408 ページ - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
98 ページ - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
144 ページ - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. 226 Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
61 ページ - Where some, like magistrates correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in. their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
158 ページ - They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure...
211 ページ - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath. And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
84 ページ - And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations. Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
248 ページ - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
98 ページ - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
406 ページ - Clear, placid Leman! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. 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.