Up the RiverC. Scribner, 1853 - 335 sider |
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Side vii
... door - looking upon the fire in the grate , turning over the leaves of costly and freshly - printed books upon your table - examining pictures , reading passages in prose and poetry from classic authors - beguiling the time with ...
... door - looking upon the fire in the grate , turning over the leaves of costly and freshly - printed books upon your table - examining pictures , reading passages in prose and poetry from classic authors - beguiling the time with ...
Side xv
... door of my library whenever I see a literary man , or especially a the- ologian , draw nigh . For one who has the reputation among his friends of being a man of literary tastes , unless you made allowance for a deficiency of purse , you ...
... door of my library whenever I see a literary man , or especially a the- ologian , draw nigh . For one who has the reputation among his friends of being a man of literary tastes , unless you made allowance for a deficiency of purse , you ...
Side 9
... door neighbour does not want me to keep chickens . I asked him , ' if they cost as much as they came to . ' ' Yes , ' he said , ' a great deal more . ' He is probably afraid that they will go scratching in his enclosures . I shall keep ...
... door neighbour does not want me to keep chickens . I asked him , ' if they cost as much as they came to . ' ' Yes , ' he said , ' a great deal more . ' He is probably afraid that they will go scratching in his enclosures . I shall keep ...
Side 19
... door , The sweetest bird I ever heard In all my life before . The trilling note which shakes his throat . Is rich , and ripe , and round ; Not JENNY'S voice has to our choice More melody of sound . In wood and dell , I know full well ...
... door , The sweetest bird I ever heard In all my life before . The trilling note which shakes his throat . Is rich , and ripe , and round ; Not JENNY'S voice has to our choice More melody of sound . In wood and dell , I know full well ...
Side 40
... door , which , like the en- trance of a cavern , opened on the abyss of night . First I attacked him with a broom - stick , and then knocked him down with a cane , because I was afraid that he would get in my hair . Also I am annoyed by ...
... door , which , like the en- trance of a cavern , opened on the abyss of night . First I attacked him with a broom - stick , and then knocked him down with a cane , because I was afraid that he would get in my hair . Also I am annoyed by ...
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basket beauty beneath birds bloom blue bobolink bright bull-frogs cataract CHANTICLEER charming cheeks chickens clouds Cochin-China cock cold corn crow Crow Hill dead delightful door Dutchess county ears earth eclogues eggs epicure feathers feel flowers fowls fresh frontal bones garden grace green hand head heard heart hills horse hour jaundice Jenny Lind light little owl live long gun look morning mosquitoes mountains nature neighbours nest never night Ockle piazza picked pig-pen pleasant pleasant garden present radishes rich river rocks rolled rose round scarce season shadow Shanghai sight Sing-Sing smell snow sound spot stand stream summer sweet tail taste tender things thou thought tion trees turned VANDERDONK VINNIUS walk waves whip-poor-wills wild wind wings winter woods young
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Side 49 - SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And...
Side 312 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Side 329 - ... as the place affords. And because the breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air, where it comes and goes like the warbling of music, than in the hand, therefore nothing is more fit for that delight than to know what be the flowers and plants that do best perfume the air. Roses, damask and red, are fast flowers of their smells; so that you may walk by a whole row of them, and find nothing of their sweetness, yea, though it be in a morning's dew.
Side 288 - He drains the pump, from him the faggot burns; From him the noisy Hogs demand their food; While at his heels run many a chirping brood, Or down his path in expectation stand, With equal claims upon his strewing hand. Thus wastes the morn, till each with pleasure sees The bustle o'er, and press'd the new-made cheese.
Side 288 - Whose hat with tatter'd brim, of nap so bare, From the cow's side purloins a coat of hair, A mottled ensign of his harmless trade, An unambitious, peaceable cockade.
Side 328 - ... a green in the entrance, a heath, or desert, in the going forth, and the main garden in the midst, besides alleys on both sides; and, I like well, that four acres of ground be assigned to the green, six to the heath, four and four to either side, and twelve to the main garden.
Side 288 - Echo answer'd from her close retreat; The sporting White-throat on some twig's end borne, Pour'd hymns to freedom and the rising morn ; Stopt in her song perchance the starting Thrush Shook a white shower from the black-thorn bush, Where dew-drops thick as early blossoms hung, And trembled as the minstrel sweetly sung.
Side xxii - O, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, » And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O, how canst thou renounce^ and hope to be forgiven ! These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy,...