Poetry of the Fields: Passages from the Poets Descriptive of Pastoral Scenes, Etc., Etc. ...E. H. Butler & Company, 1866 - 128 sider |
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... clear water - brook , To drink from , when thirsty , or weary with play ; So gay did the daisies and buttercups look , That I thought little lambs must be happy all day . And when I remember the beautiful psalm , That tells about Christ ...
... clear water - brook , To drink from , when thirsty , or weary with play ; So gay did the daisies and buttercups look , That I thought little lambs must be happy all day . And when I remember the beautiful psalm , That tells about Christ ...
Side 42
... clear blue sky Their gathered fragrance fling . Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader , browner shade , Where'er the rude and moss - grown beech O'ercanopies the glade , Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse ...
... clear blue sky Their gathered fragrance fling . Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader , browner shade , Where'er the rude and moss - grown beech O'ercanopies the glade , Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse ...
Side 48
... , And shrill lark carols clear from her aërial tour . O Nature , how in every charm supreme ! Whose votaries feast on raptures ever new ! PRIMROSES . O for the voice and fire of seraphim DESCRIPTION OF MORNING, BURNS, PAGE BEATTIE,
... , And shrill lark carols clear from her aërial tour . O Nature , how in every charm supreme ! Whose votaries feast on raptures ever new ! PRIMROSES . O for the voice and fire of seraphim DESCRIPTION OF MORNING, BURNS, PAGE BEATTIE,
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... clear ; O ! every village charm beneath ! The smoke that mounts in azure wreath . O beauteous rural interchange ! The simple spire , and elmy grange ! Content , indulging blissful hours , Whistles o'er the fragrant flowers , And cattle ...
... clear ; O ! every village charm beneath ! The smoke that mounts in azure wreath . O beauteous rural interchange ! The simple spire , and elmy grange ! Content , indulging blissful hours , Whistles o'er the fragrant flowers , And cattle ...
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... clear her deck , and tell th ' insulting foe , In peals of thunder , Britons cannot fear ; So flies the hern pursued , but fighting flies . Warm grows the conflict , every nerve's employed ; Now through the yielding element they soar ...
... clear her deck , and tell th ' insulting foe , In peals of thunder , Britons cannot fear ; So flies the hern pursued , but fighting flies . Warm grows the conflict , every nerve's employed ; Now through the yielding element they soar ...
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Poetry of the Fields: Passages from the Poets Descriptive of Pastoral Scenes ... Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1864 |
Poetry of the Fields: Passages from the Poets Descriptive of Pastoral Scenes ... Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1865 |
Poetry of the Fields: Passages from the Poets Descriptive of Pastoral Scenes ... Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1867 |
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beauty birdes song birds bloom blossoms bower breast bright brook brooklet buds CHANGED HOME charm cheer clere CLIFTON HILL clouds Colin cottage Cuddie delight dewy dost doth DUCHESS OF NEWCASTLE dwell earth ENGLISH SCENERY fair falcon field Flow gently flowers fragrant fresh glowing gold grass gray green grene grove happy hath heart heaven hern Hey ho hill hour lambs lark leaves LESSONS OF SPRING LOVE IN IDLENESS maid mede morning MOUNTAIN DAISY Nature's nest nightingale o'er Perigot Phebus plain primrose QUEEN MAB red you beware reed-pipe rills round Rovde rural shade shepheard showers sing SKYLARK smile soft song soul sound SPRING HAS CLAD stream SUMMER DAY swain sweet Afton tell thee thine thou art tree vale violet WALK wandering waters wave wild Willie willow springing willows willows green wind wing wont woods youth
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Side 27 - Stand, never overlook'd our favourite elms, That screen the herdsman's solitary hut; While far beyond, and overthwart the stream, That, as with molten glass, inlays the vale, The sloping land recedes into the clouds; Displaying on its varied side the grace Of hedge-row beauties numberless, square tower, Tall spire, from which the sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear; Groves, heaths, and smoking villages remote.
Side 24 - WISH MINE be a cot beside the hill ; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch, Shall twitter from her clay-built nest; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
Side 41 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Side 92 - Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave.
Side 28 - Nor less composure waits upon the roar Of distant floods, or on the softer voice Of neighb'ring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Side 46 - O clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies! Such is the fate of artless maid. Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade! By love's simplicity betray'd. And guileless trust; Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
Side 26 - How oft upon yon eminence our pace Has slackened to a pause, and we have borne The ruffling wind, scarce conscious that it blew, While Admiration, feeding at the eye, And still unsated, dwelt upon the scene.
Side 58 - On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell ; Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veiled a light That had else been all too bright.
Side 35 - BIRD of the wilderness. Blithesome and cumberless, Sweet be thy matin o'er moorland and lea ! Emblem of happiness. Blest is thy dwelling-place™ Oh to abide in the desert with thee ! Wild is thy lay, and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth.
Side 23 - Arcadian plain. Pure stream, in whose transparent wave My youthful limbs I wont to lave; No torrents stain thy limpid source, No rocks impede thy dimpling course, That sweetly warbles o'er its bed, With white round polish'd pebbles...