The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and NewG.P. Putnam, 1854 - 428 páginas |
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... sounds . The Slowly , however , civilization and social order - those nat- ural accessories of the Christian faith - were making prog- ress ; but the most striking efforts of reviving intelligence at this period did not assume the shape ...
... sounds . The Slowly , however , civilization and social order - those nat- ural accessories of the Christian faith - were making prog- ress ; but the most striking efforts of reviving intelligence at this period did not assume the shape ...
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... sound , Prescient they creep their city walls around , Sip the pure rill that near their portal springs , And bound their wary flight in narrower rings , And with light pebbles , like a balanc'd boat , Pois'd through the air on even ...
... sound , Prescient they creep their city walls around , Sip the pure rill that near their portal springs , And bound their wary flight in narrower rings , And with light pebbles , like a balanc'd boat , Pois'd through the air on even ...
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... their blossoms , and the sound Of the triumphant shout of praise , that crown'd The flaming Lamb , breaking through heaven , hath passage found . GILES FLETCHER , 1558-1623 . THE AIRS OF SPRING . Sweetly breathing , vernal air 68 SPRING .
... their blossoms , and the sound Of the triumphant shout of praise , that crown'd The flaming Lamb , breaking through heaven , hath passage found . GILES FLETCHER , 1558-1623 . THE AIRS OF SPRING . Sweetly breathing , vernal air 68 SPRING .
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... sounds ! And they too have a voice , yon piles of snow , And in their perilous fall shall thunder , God ! Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal pool ! Ye wild goats , sporting round the eagle's nest ! Ye eagles , playmates of the ...
... sounds ! And they too have a voice , yon piles of snow , And in their perilous fall shall thunder , God ! Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal pool ! Ye wild goats , sporting round the eagle's nest ! Ye eagles , playmates of the ...
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... Sound where green waves are heaving , Where our true love its first bond was weaving , Causing to Thirsis so much dismay . Step in the boat , then ! both of us singing , Love afresh springing , O'er us shall reign . If the storm rages ...
... Sound where green waves are heaving , Where our true love its first bond was weaving , Causing to Thirsis so much dismay . Step in the boat , then ! both of us singing , Love afresh springing , O'er us shall reign . If the storm rages ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ALFRED TENNYSON amid autumn beams beauty BEN JONSON beneath birds bloom blossoms boughs bowers breast breath bright buds charms cheerful clouds cuckoo dance dark delight dost doth Duke of Orleans earth fair field flocks flowers forest fresh garden GILES FLETCHER golden grass green Grongar Hill grove happy hast hath hear heart heaven hill hour hues JOHN CLARE JOHN KEBLE leaf leaves light live look Lord meadows mede merry morning mountain murmuring Nature never night nightingale nymph o'er plain pleasure poet purple rich rill ROBERT HERRICK rock rose round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shade showers sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spide spring storm stream summer sweet thee thine things thou art thought Translation tree unto vale voice wandering wave wild WILLIAM GILPIN WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings winter wood youth
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Página 82 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, 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!
Página 96 - 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.
Página 400 - 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.
Página 168 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending...
Página 174 - 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...
Página 105 - 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.
Página 168 - Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain ; 0 listen ! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands : A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
Página 412 - QUEEN and Huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space, to breathe, how short soever: Thou that mak'st...
Página 209 - 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.
Página 96 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...