 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
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1869 - 434 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 gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | 1871 - 768 ページ
...enraptured him. He never entered a Druidical circle of stones without saying his prayers. He never heard the loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild musing cadence of a troop of grey plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | Joseph Torrey - 1874 - 320 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, without feeling an elevation of soul, like the enthusiasm... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 870 ページ
...rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I ZW `桟G[ xy F 툦b B Y o h Q A ˧ o#Xܰ jN, 9 > mixing cadence of a troop of gray plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | Peter Freeland Aiken - 1876 - 468 ページ
...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 group " of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feel" ing an elevation of... | |
 | P. F. Aiken - 1876 - 454 ページ
...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 group " of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feel" ing an elevation of... | |
 | John Burroughs - 1877 - 278 ページ
...rising moon, have charms for me." — says Cowper. "I never hear," says Burns in one of his letters, " 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... | |
 | 1878 - 446 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 plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul... | |
 | Henry Gardiner Adams - 1878 - 364 ページ
...those WHAT THE BIRDS TEACH. 19 effect they have upon the mind. Burns says, ' I have never heard the solitary whistle of the Curlew in a summer noon, or the wild receding cadence of a troop of grey plovers, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of... | |
 | Allan Cunningham, Charles Mackay - 1879 - 628 ページ
...the budding birch, 327 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... | |
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