Winter pictures by poet and artist1882 |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 12
Página 7
... looks of dumb despair ; then , sad dispersed , Dig for the withered herb through heaps of snow . DECEMBER MORNING . LOVE to rise ere gleams the tardy light , Winter's pale dawn ; and as warm fires illume , And cheerful tapers shine ...
... looks of dumb despair ; then , sad dispersed , Dig for the withered herb through heaps of snow . DECEMBER MORNING . LOVE to rise ere gleams the tardy light , Winter's pale dawn ; and as warm fires illume , And cheerful tapers shine ...
Página 16
... broad arching portals of the grove Welcome thy entering . Look ! the massy trunks THE WOODS IN WINTER . Are cased in the pure. Through the snow The rabbit sprang away . Wielded by sturdy hands , the stroke of axe Makes. 16 WINTER PICTURES .
... broad arching portals of the grove Welcome thy entering . Look ! the massy trunks THE WOODS IN WINTER . Are cased in the pure. Through the snow The rabbit sprang away . Wielded by sturdy hands , the stroke of axe Makes. 16 WINTER PICTURES .
Página 17
... Look in . Again the ' wildered fancy dreams Of spouting fountains , frozen as they rose , And fixed , with all their branching jets , in air , And all their sluices sealed . All , all is light-- Light without shade . But all shall pass ...
... Look in . Again the ' wildered fancy dreams Of spouting fountains , frozen as they rose , And fixed , with all their branching jets , in air , And all their sluices sealed . All , all is light-- Light without shade . But all shall pass ...
Página 28
... looks him in the face , And trots before with mending pace , Till , out of whistle from the swain , He sits him down and barks again , Anxious to greet the opened door , And meet the cottage - fire once more . JANUARY . The shutter ...
... looks him in the face , And trots before with mending pace , Till , out of whistle from the swain , He sits him down and barks again , Anxious to greet the opened door , And meet the cottage - fire once more . JANUARY . The shutter ...
Página 32
... look behind or make a noise ; Nor speak a word ! but still as sleep They secret to their pillows creep , And whisper o'er , in terror's way , The prayers they dare no louder say ; CHANGE OF WEATHERS . Then hide their heads beneath the ...
... look behind or make a noise ; Nor speak a word ! but still as sleep They secret to their pillows creep , And whisper o'er , in terror's way , The prayers they dare no louder say ; CHANGE OF WEATHERS . Then hide their heads beneath the ...
Términos y frases comunes
angels ARCTIC CIRCLE beauty beneath bids birds blast blaze bleak bless bloom born breath bright calm cheerful chill Christ CHRISTMAS CAROLS clouds cold comes cottage dark dead deep drifted drooping E'en earth flowers Frost Spirit frozen glad glittering Glory green hail hath heart heaven heavenly hills holly housie hovering fly howl icy tower keen leafless leaves light lone guide lonely Lord loud meadow lake merry MONT VELAN morn musing naked neath nigh NORTH POLE NORTH-EAST PASSAGE o'er peace plain primeval mound rapturous song reign rich page rise roar rocks roll round rubies rich scene shepherds shine silent sing skies sleep smile snow solemn midnight song soon soul sound spring stars storm streams summer sweet tempest thee thought tidings tread trees voice warm waves weary wild wind-flower winds wintry woods
Pasajes populares
Página 51 - Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled ! " Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies ; With the angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem.
Página 147 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Página 69 - I'm truly sorry man's dominion, Has broken Nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle At me, thy poor, earth-born companion, An
Página 156 - Mine was it in the fields both day and night, And by the waters, all the summer long ; And in the frosty season, when the sun Was set, and, visible for many a mile, The cottage windows through the twilight blazed, I heeded not the summons : happy time It was indeed for all of us ; for me It was a time of rapture...
Página 50 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.
Página 121 - No powdered pert, proficient in the art Of sounding an alarm, assaults these doors Till the street rings; no stationary steeds Cough their own knell, while, heedless of the sound, The silent circle fan themselves, and quake : But here the needle plies its busy task, The pattern grows, the well-depicted...
Página 51 - Christ, by highest heaven adored, Christ the everlasting Lord. Late in time behold him come, Offspring of the Virgin's womb.
Página 85 - It was the calm and silent night! Seven hundred years and fifty-three Had Rome been growing up to might, And now was queen of land and sea. No sound was heard of clashing wars; Peace brooded o'er the hushed domain: Apollo, Pallas, Jove, and Mars Held undisturbed their ancient reign, In the solemn midnight, Centuries ago.
Página 19 - The incrusted surface shall upbear thy steps, And the broad arching portals of the grove Welcome thy entering. Look ! the massy trunks Are cased in the pure crystal ; each light spray, Nodding and tinkling in the breath of heaven, Is studded with its trembling water-drops, That stream with rainbow radiance as they move. But round the parent stem the long low boughs Bend, in a glittering ring, and arbors hide The glassy floor.
Página 39 - Within our beds awhile we heard The wind that round the gables roared. With now and then a ruder shock. Which made our very bedsteads rock. We heard the loosened clapboards tost, The board-nails snapping in the frost; And on us, through the unplastered wall. Felt the light sifted snow-flakes fall. But sleep stole on, as sleep will do When hearts are light and life is new; Faint and more faint the murmers grew.