The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and NewG.P. Putnam, 1855 - Всего страниц: 428 |
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... Greeks particularly led them to feel ex- treme delight in every achievement of the kind . In fact , all their highest enjoyments flowed from this source , and into this sphere they threw themselves with their whole soul . 14 INTRODUCTION .
... Greeks particularly led them to feel ex- treme delight in every achievement of the kind . In fact , all their highest enjoyments flowed from this source , and into this sphere they threw themselves with their whole soul . 14 INTRODUCTION .
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Susan Fenimore Cooper. this sphere they threw themselves with their whole soul . Whatever susceptibility to the grandeur and beauty of the inanimate creation was felt among them , sought therefore rather to express itself in forms more ...
Susan Fenimore Cooper. this sphere they threw themselves with their whole soul . Whatever susceptibility to the grandeur and beauty of the inanimate creation was felt among them , sought therefore rather to express itself in forms more ...
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... soul of fragrance on the gale In dulcet streams her roots green casia lave , And beds of violets drink at will the wave . Alike , if hollow cork their fabric form , Or flexile twigs inclose the settled swarm ; With narrow entrance guard ...
... soul of fragrance on the gale In dulcet streams her roots green casia lave , And beds of violets drink at will the wave . Alike , if hollow cork their fabric form , Or flexile twigs inclose the settled swarm ; With narrow entrance guard ...
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... soul- He dies , and by his death dissolves the whole ; Rage and fierce war their wondrous fabric tear , Scatter their combs , and waste in wild despair . He guards their works , his looks deep rev'rence draws , Crowds swarm on crowds ...
... soul- He dies , and by his death dissolves the whole ; Rage and fierce war their wondrous fabric tear , Scatter their combs , and waste in wild despair . He guards their works , his looks deep rev'rence draws , Crowds swarm on crowds ...
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... soul with conscious triumph swell ? With conscious truth retrace the mazy clue Of varied scents , that charm'd her as she flew ? Hail , memory , hail ! thy universal reign Guards the least link of being's glorious chain . * THE DEATH OF ...
... soul with conscious triumph swell ? With conscious truth retrace the mazy clue Of varied scents , that charm'd her as she flew ? Hail , memory , hail ! thy universal reign Guards the least link of being's glorious chain . * THE DEATH OF ...
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Æneid ALFRED TENNYSON beauty beneath birds Bishop of Dunkeld bloom blossoms boughs bowers breath bright brow buds charms Chaucer cheerful cloud cuckoo dance dark delight doth earth fair Fairlop field flocks flowers forest fresh gale garden gay too soon GILES FLETCHER grass green Grongar Hill grove happy hath heart heaven hill hour hues lady lark leaf leaves light live look Lord meadows mede merry MINNESINGERS morning mountain murmuring nature never night nightingale nymph o'er Phineas Fletcher plain pleasant pleasure poet purple rill ROBERT HERRICK rose round shade sight silent sing sleep smile soft song soon the flowers soul spide spring will fade stream summer sweet tell thee thine things THOMAS CAREW Thou art thought thrushes Translation tree unto vale vernal violet voice wandering wave wild WILLIAM GILPIN wind wings winter woods youth
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Стр. 386 - 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...
Стр. 85 - What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Стр. 76 - 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.
Стр. 86 - We look before and after And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Стр. 39 - 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...
Стр. 154 - GOD ALMIGHTY first planted a Garden. And indeed it is the purest of human pleasures. It is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
Стр. 85 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Стр. 190 - 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.
Стр. 76 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Стр. 77 - Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.