The Ohio Cultivator1858 |
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... side a very fine female kid , dropped on the 10th of March last of the mountain sides , with the native grasses of she is in fine order , and looks as though she would the rich valleys , will afford pasturage , summer breed for several ...
... side a very fine female kid , dropped on the 10th of March last of the mountain sides , with the native grasses of she is in fine order , and looks as though she would the rich valleys , will afford pasturage , summer breed for several ...
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... side reaping machine , and cutting the stalks by its weight . of each tooth , is a cutter ( g ) which works shear - wise But there were situations and conditions of ground upon the edge of the shoe upon the front of the tooth , upon ...
... side reaping machine , and cutting the stalks by its weight . of each tooth , is a cutter ( g ) which works shear - wise But there were situations and conditions of ground upon the edge of the shoe upon the front of the tooth , upon ...
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... side . J. N. D. Good Temper and Good Cooking . DEAR CULTIVATOR : -While employed with my household duties , this morning , some few im- provements that have often suggested themselves with regard to the arrangement of my kitchen ...
... side . J. N. D. Good Temper and Good Cooking . DEAR CULTIVATOR : -While employed with my household duties , this morning , some few im- provements that have often suggested themselves with regard to the arrangement of my kitchen ...
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... side of a rail Ohio , that we know of.-ED. ] Sugar Millet is fence ? bound to succeed well in this locality ; the climate appears to be well adapted for its cultivation.— But small patches were raised last season by way of experiment ...
... side of a rail Ohio , that we know of.-ED. ] Sugar Millet is fence ? bound to succeed well in this locality ; the climate appears to be well adapted for its cultivation.— But small patches were raised last season by way of experiment ...
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... side , which we hardly need say is a raised by putting 2 or 3 whole potatoes in a hill . needless waste , besides being slovenly and an im- The more seed you put in a hill , the more small position on the public , as well as breaking ...
... side , which we hardly need say is a raised by putting 2 or 3 whole potatoes in a hill . needless waste , besides being slovenly and an im- The more seed you put in a hill , the more small position on the public , as well as breaking ...
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Página 189 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Página 189 - March-wind sighs He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as your eyes, To the woody hollows in which we meet And the valleys of Paradise.
Página 189 - The slender acacia would not shake One long milk-bloom on the tree; The white lake-blossom fell into the lake, As the pimpernel dozed on the lea; But the rose was awake all night for your sake, Knowing your promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake, They sigh'd for the dawn and thee.
Página 316 - Ah ! what would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before. What the leaves are to the forest, With light and air for food, Ere their sweet and tender juices Have been hardened into wood, — That to the world are children; Through them it feels the glow Of a brighter and sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below.
Página 189 - She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
Página 288 - All the rest of them shirk the work of resisting gravity; the oak alone defies it. It chooses the horizontal direction for its limbs, so that their whole weight may tell, — and then stretches them out fifty or sixty feet, so that the strain may be mighty enough to be worth resisting.
Página 269 - Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sun-burnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Página 189 - She is weary of dance and play." Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day ; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.
Página 250 - Thou waterest her furrows, thou sendest rain into the little valleys thereof : thou makest it soft with the drops of rain, and blessest the increase of it.
Página 223 - ... round wildly, butting each other and everything in their way, and end in a general stampede for underground retreats from the region poisoned by sunshine. Next year you will find the grass growing tall and green where the stone lay; the ground-bird builds her nest where the beetle had his hole; the dandelion and the buttercup are growing there, and the broad fans of insectangels open and shut over their golden disks, as the rhythmic waves of blissful consciousness pulsate through their glorified...