Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons, ...Mary Botham Howitt H. G. Bohn, 1854 - 567 páginas |
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... Leaves . " Chronicle of the Seasons " 475 Pheasant - shooting and hare - hunting 477 Fox Hunting . - Christopher North 478 The Sleep of the Year . - Richard Howitt 481 Antiquarian Notices . - Soane · 482 NOVEMBER . PAGE Perpetual ...
... Leaves . " Chronicle of the Seasons " 475 Pheasant - shooting and hare - hunting 477 Fox Hunting . - Christopher North 478 The Sleep of the Year . - Richard Howitt 481 Antiquarian Notices . - Soane · 482 NOVEMBER . PAGE Perpetual ...
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... leaves rolled together , within which are even all the blossoms in miniature that are afterwards to adorn the spring . The leaves of the woodbine appear just ready to expand by the end of the month : the winter aconite and bear's - foot ...
... leaves rolled together , within which are even all the blossoms in miniature that are afterwards to adorn the spring . The leaves of the woodbine appear just ready to expand by the end of the month : the winter aconite and bear's - foot ...
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... leaves whatever is carried into it by these streams . At this spot , when the flood after the storm had subsided , were found the dead bodies of two men , one woman , forty - five dogs , three horses , nine black cattle , one hundred ...
... leaves whatever is carried into it by these streams . At this spot , when the flood after the storm had subsided , were found the dead bodies of two men , one woman , forty - five dogs , three horses , nine black cattle , one hundred ...
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... leaves of the pollard oak . Oh , this is rime in its loveliest form ! And there is still a berry here and there on the holly , ' blushing in its natural coral ' through the delicate tracery ; still a stray hip or haw for the birds , who ...
... leaves of the pollard oak . Oh , this is rime in its loveliest form ! And there is still a berry here and there on the holly , ' blushing in its natural coral ' through the delicate tracery ; still a stray hip or haw for the birds , who ...
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... leaves are budding on the gooseberry and currant - trees about the end of the month ; and those causes are now in full activity which produce the springing of plants and the renovation of vegetable life . The first vital function in ...
... leaves are budding on the gooseberry and currant - trees about the end of the month ; and those causes are now in full activity which produce the springing of plants and the renovation of vegetable life . The first vital function in ...
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Términos y frases comunes
amongst animal aphides appear autumn beautiful bees begin birds blossoms boughs branches bright called Candlemas Christmas church clouds cockchafer cold colour corn cuckoo custom dark delight died Druids earth eggs festival field fieldfare fire flowers forest frost garden geese grass green Hallow-eve hath head heart heaven hedge insects labour larvæ leaf leaves light look MARY HOWITT meadows merry Michaelmas migration misletoe month morning nature nest never night nightingale o'er observed partridge pass PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY plants Plough Monday poet quadrupeds queen rain Robert Southey Romans rose round Saxon says Scotland season seems seen sheep Shrove Tuesday sing snow song soon species spring stars stream summer swallow sweet thee thou thrush torpid trees vegetable weather whole wild WILLIAM HOWITT wind wings winter woods yellow young
Pasajes populares
Página 452 - mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean, Angels of rain and lightning ! there are spread On the blue surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm.
Página 210 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
Página 209 - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower.
Página 215 - 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 147 - Thrice welcome, darling of the spring; Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing; A voice, a mystery...
Página 453 - So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou For whose path the Atlantic's level powers Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear The sapless foliage of the ocean, know Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear, And tremble and despoil themselves: Oh, hear!
Página 105 - ... Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee : A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company : I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought : For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude ; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with...
Página 105 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Página 64 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take; learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; learn from the beasts the physic of the field; thy arts of building from the bee receive ; learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave ; learn of the little nautilus to sail, spread the thin oar and catch the driving gale.
Página 47 - Of fruits and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush'd with blood of queens and kings.