Perennial FlowersMunroe and Francis, 1843 - 172 sidor |
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Sida 13
... eye ; That welcomes every changing hour , And weathers every sky . The prouder beauties of the field In gay but quick succession shine ; Race after race their honors yield , They flourish and decline . But this small flower , to nature ...
... eye ; That welcomes every changing hour , And weathers every sky . The prouder beauties of the field In gay but quick succession shine ; Race after race their honors yield , They flourish and decline . But this small flower , to nature ...
Sida 15
... eye , Unapt the passing view to meet , When loftier flowers are flaunting high . Oft , in the sunless April day , Thy early smile has met my walk , But , ' midst the gorgeous blooms of May , I passed thee on thy humble stalk . So they ...
... eye , Unapt the passing view to meet , When loftier flowers are flaunting high . Oft , in the sunless April day , Thy early smile has met my walk , But , ' midst the gorgeous blooms of May , I passed thee on thy humble stalk . So they ...
Sida 26
... eye is thrown , Like the ray that streams from the diamond stone . O ! loveliest there the spring days come , With blossoms , and birds , and wild bees ' hum ; The flowers of summer are fairest there , And freshest the breath of the ...
... eye is thrown , Like the ray that streams from the diamond stone . O ! loveliest there the spring days come , With blossoms , and birds , and wild bees ' hum ; The flowers of summer are fairest there , And freshest the breath of the ...
Sida 31
... eye of fire ! With a tiger - leap , half way Now she meets the coming prey , Lets it go as fast , and then Has it in her power again . Were her antics played i ' the eye Of a thousand standers - by , Clapping hands with shout and stare ...
... eye of fire ! With a tiger - leap , half way Now she meets the coming prey , Lets it go as fast , and then Has it in her power again . Were her antics played i ' the eye Of a thousand standers - by , Clapping hands with shout and stare ...
Sida 32
... eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong , As , darkly painted on the crimson sky , Thy figure floats along . Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake , or marge of river wide , Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On ...
... eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong , As , darkly painted on the crimson sky , Thy figure floats along . Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake , or marge of river wide , Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On ...
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amaranthine ANCIENT GREECE ANDREW MARVELL angel art thou beams beautiful bends beneath birds BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE blessed bloom breast breath bright brow bucket cheek child clouds dark dear death deep didst dost dream DYING SWAN e'en earth eyes face fair Fairy father flowers forest FRINGED GENTIAN gaze gentle glad gleam glide glow grave green hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill holy hour kiss land leaves light lonely look MARY HOWITT moon morning mother mountain murmur ne'er night nursling o'er old oaken bucket pilgrim play prayer rest rill roam rose round Sabbath shade shed shine sight silent singing sleep smile snow song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars sweet SWEET AUBURN SWEET DAY tears thee thine thou art thoughts toil tree Twas unto voice wandering waves whispered wild wind WIND-FLOWER woods WORDSWORTH
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Sida 44 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistening with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Sida 32 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way?
Sida 16 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and. beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash...
Sida 67 - Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ? " " How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they? I pray you tell.
Sida 55 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme, — How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed ; How He who, bore in heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head...
Sida 158 - ... from the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it, with hands that were glowing ! And quick to the white-pebbled bottom it fell ; Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness, it rose from the well; The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, arose from the well.
Sida 103 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise : He needs must think of her once more How in the grave she lies, And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Sida 102 - And children coming home from school, Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor.
Sida 32 - There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Sida 44 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung...