The English Reading Book in Verse: Adapted to Domestic and to School EducationLongman, 1822 - 212 páginas |
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Página 12
... hill , Hides in the forest , haunts the glen , Plays on the margin of the rill , Peeps round the fox's den . Within the garden's cultur'd round , It shares the sweet carnation's bed , And blooms on consecrated ground , In honour of the ...
... hill , Hides in the forest , haunts the glen , Plays on the margin of the rill , Peeps round the fox's den . Within the garden's cultur'd round , It shares the sweet carnation's bed , And blooms on consecrated ground , In honour of the ...
Página 35
... hill with olive shade is crown'd ? The twining jasmine and the blushing rose , With lavish grace , their morning scents disclose ? The fragrant tuberose , and jonquil declare , The stronger impulse of an evening air ? Whence has the ...
... hill with olive shade is crown'd ? The twining jasmine and the blushing rose , With lavish grace , their morning scents disclose ? The fragrant tuberose , and jonquil declare , The stronger impulse of an evening air ? Whence has the ...
Página 47
... Hills , woods , and lawns , emerging into day ; Then , while rejoic'd , the rising sun he sees , His fires still temper'd by the fresh'ning breeze ; He eyes , with honest scorn , the sun - burnt plains , Where groans the slave , the ...
... Hills , woods , and lawns , emerging into day ; Then , while rejoic'd , the rising sun he sees , His fires still temper'd by the fresh'ning breeze ; He eyes , with honest scorn , the sun - burnt plains , Where groans the slave , the ...
Página 65
... hill delicious fare supplies . Behold that busy negro race ; See millions blacken all the place . " Fear not , like me with freedom eat ; An ant is most delightful meat ; How blest , how envied were our life , Could we but ' scape the ...
... hill delicious fare supplies . Behold that busy negro race ; See millions blacken all the place . " Fear not , like me with freedom eat ; An ant is most delightful meat ; How blest , how envied were our life , Could we but ' scape the ...
Página 69
... hills , and towers , and wandering streams , High gleaming from afar . Prime cheerer , Light ! Of all material beings first and best ! Efflux divine ! Nature's resplendant robe ! Without whose vesting beauty , all were wrapt In ...
... hills , and towers , and wandering streams , High gleaming from afar . Prime cheerer , Light ! Of all material beings first and best ! Efflux divine ! Nature's resplendant robe ! Without whose vesting beauty , all were wrapt In ...
Términos y frases comunes
æther Amid Aspasio Autumn azure beauty behold bend beneath bird blast bloom Bloomfield blow breath breeze bright brow buds busy bee calm charms cheerful clouds Cowper dark darts deep delight dews dewy divine e'en e'er earth eternal fading fair flame flood flowers fragrant gale gleam gloom glory glow GLOW-WORM green grove hail harebell heart heaven hills hour insect light Mighty winds mingling moon morn mountains muse Nature's night nymphs o'er orbs perfume pine-apples plain praise pride reign rill rise roar rock rolling rose round scene seem'd shade shine shining day shower shrubs silent sing skies smile soft song soul sound spread spring stars storm stream sweet SWEET violets swell tempest thee thine Thomson thou busy thunder rolls trembling vale voice wandering wave whence wide wild winds wing winter woods
Pasajes populares
Página 82 - Thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ; for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven; On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Página 142 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Página 186 - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee : Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.
Página 105 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly!
Página 143 - Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...
Página xii - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Página 92 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise His works behold, Both day and night.
Página 174 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Página 81 - Two of far nobler shape, erect and tall, God-like erect, with native honour clad In naked majesty, seemed lords of all, And worthy seemed; for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone, Truth, wisdom, sanctitude severe and pure— Severe, but in true filial freedom placed, Whence true authority in men: though both Not equal, as their sex not equal seemed; For contemplation he and valour formed, For softness she and sweet attractive grace; He for God only, she for God in him.
Página 97 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.