The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and NewG.P. Putnam, 1855 - 428 sidor |
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... summer - seat , under a shady tree , or the chimney corner in winter - rather than for the prouder position allotted to the ponderous quarto on the library shelf . A word of especial apology is per- haps needed , regarding some of our ...
... summer - seat , under a shady tree , or the chimney corner in winter - rather than for the prouder position allotted to the ponderous quarto on the library shelf . A word of especial apology is per- haps needed , regarding some of our ...
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... Walk Hymn .... Morning . Spring Morning in Italy . IV . Morning . 80 Up , Amaryllis ! .. 81 The Morning Walk .. 81 Danish Morning Song 83 Summer Morning Song 84 The Note of the Nightingale Sonnet ... The Nightingale ..
... Walk Hymn .... Morning . Spring Morning in Italy . IV . Morning . 80 Up , Amaryllis ! .. 81 The Morning Walk .. 81 Danish Morning Song 83 Summer Morning Song 84 The Note of the Nightingale Sonnet ... The Nightingale ..
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... Summer . Page. The Note of the Nightingale Sonnet ... The Nightingale .. Ode to a Nightingale The Nightingale .. The Nightingale .. The Mother Bird ... Page 95 A Lark Singing in a Rainbow .. 97 The Skylark 99 The Rising of the Lark The ...
... Summer . Page. The Note of the Nightingale Sonnet ... The Nightingale .. Ode to a Nightingale The Nightingale .. The Nightingale .. The Mother Bird ... Page 95 A Lark Singing in a Rainbow .. 97 The Skylark 99 The Rising of the Lark The ...
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... Summer . Lines ... The Summer Months ... Virtue 171 Flowers and Art .. 171 Chinese Gardening .. 172 Employment . 172 The Garden .. 173 The Gardeners . 174 Lines .... 175 182 The Sun ... 183 Delight in God 183 Noon .. 184 Summer Dream ...
... Summer . Lines ... The Summer Months ... Virtue 171 Flowers and Art .. 171 Chinese Gardening .. 172 Employment . 172 The Garden .. 173 The Gardeners . 174 Lines .... 175 182 The Sun ... 183 Delight in God 183 Noon .. 184 Summer Dream ...
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... Summer Ode to William Lyttleton , Esq ....... 325 An Autumn Landscape Song 327 Autumn Woods ..... Page 328 329 329 330 XXI . Medley . A Wish .. A Country Life .. Of Building . Of Building . The Wish 333 A Thanksgiving for his House ...
... Summer Ode to William Lyttleton , Esq ....... 325 An Autumn Landscape Song 327 Autumn Woods ..... Page 328 329 329 330 XXI . Medley . A Wish .. A Country Life .. Of Building . Of Building . The Wish 333 A Thanksgiving for his House ...
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The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New Susan Fenimore Cooper Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1854 |
The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New Susan Fenimore Cooper Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1855 |
The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New Susan Fenimore Cooper Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1855 |
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Æneid ALFRED TENNYSON beauty beneath birds Bishop of Dunkeld bloom blossoms boughs bowers breath bright brow buds charms Chaucer cheerful cloud cuckoo dance dark delight doth earth fair Fairlop field flocks flowers forest fresh gale garden gay too soon GILES FLETCHER grass green Grongar Hill grove happy hath heart heaven hill hour hues lady lark leaf leaves light live look Lord meadows mede merry MINNESINGERS morning mountain murmuring nature never night nightingale nymph o'er Phineas Fletcher plain pleasant pleasure poet purple rill ROBERT HERRICK rose round shade sight silent sing sleep smile soft song soon the flowers soul spide spring will fade stream summer sweet tell thee thine things THOMAS CAREW Thou art thought thrushes Translation tree unto vale vernal violet voice wandering wave wild WILLIAM GILPIN wind wings winter woods youth
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Sida 386 - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud...
Sida 85 - What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Sida 76 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Sida 86 - We look before and after And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Sida 39 - Where some, like magistrates correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in. their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Sida 154 - GOD ALMIGHTY first planted a Garden. And indeed it is the purest of human pleasures. It is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
Sida 85 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Sida 190 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath. And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
Sida 76 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Sida 77 - Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.