 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
 | 1832 - 792 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 gray plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | 1833 - 328 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 gray plover, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | Robert Burns, Allan Cunningham - 1834 - 384 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 plovers, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1834 - 420 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 plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | sir Samuel Egerton Brydges (bart.) - 1834 - 494 ページ
...birch,~and the hoary hawthorn, — that I view and hang over with particular delight. I never hear one loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling the elevation of... | |
 | Sharon Turner - 1834 - 610 ページ
...birch and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. ' I never hear one loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling the elevation of... | |
 | Sharon Turner - 1834 - 608 ページ
...birch and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. ' I never hear one loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling the elevation of... | |
 | Robert Burns, John Gibson Lockhart - 1837 - 628 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 plover, in an autumn»! morning, without feeling an elevation of... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1838 - 476 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 plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | Sharon Turner - 1838 - 448 ページ
...birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that 1 view and hang over with particular delight. " I never hear one loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling the elevation of... | |
| |
