 I never hear the loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry.  Mores Catholici: Books I-IV - 509 ページKenelm Henry Digby 著 - 1888全文表示 - この書籍について
 | Robert Burns - 1816 - 714 ページ
...briar-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary .hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I never hear the loud, solitary whistle of the curlew, in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | 1819 - 364 ページ
...rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I never hear the loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1819 - 658 ページ
...briar-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I never hear the loud, solitary whistle of the curlew, in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1819 - 388 ページ
...rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I never hear the loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alfred Howard - 1826 - 226 ページ
...brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I never hear the loud, solitary whistle of the curlew, in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | Constable and co, ltd - 1826 - 734 ページ
...brier-rose, the budding-birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I never hear the loud, solitary whistle of the curlew, in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1828 - 324 ページ
...the budding-birch, and the' hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with,, particular delight. I never hear the loud, solitary whistle of the curlew, in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover, in; an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation*, of... | |
 | 1829 - 466 ページ
...brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and bang over with peculiar delight, I never hear the loud, solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer morn, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover, in an autumnal morning, without feeling... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1830 - 340 ページ
...budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I never heard the loud, solitary whistle of the curlew, in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1831 - 484 ページ
...budding-birch, and the hoaryhawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I never heard the loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
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