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Dial of the Seasons: Or A Portraiture of Nature ... Thomas Fisher Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1845 |
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actual ages American amid angle animals annual appear Arctic arts Asia beautiful become beneath birds bright broad causes changes character civilization climates clouds cold comparatively continuous course dark Declination direct distance earth effects empires entire equal Equator Europe existence extent fact fields forest give heat heaven Hemisphere hills horizon hour human hundred idea illustrated imagination immense influence intellectual islands Italy landscapes language latitudes less light loves means miles mountain native nature North Northern notice observe ocean orbit origin parallels passed Philadelphia picture planet portion present produced progress race range reflections remarkable result rivers rolling scenery scenes seasons shores side South Southern species spring star succession summer sun's sunlight temperate temperature thousand tion tree tropical universe valleys variety various vast vegetable vertical waters West whole winter zone
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Sida 142 - Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee — Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they ? Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Sida 60 - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind: His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or Milky Way: Yet simple Nature to his hope has given.
Sida 121 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.
Sida 84 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!
Sida 150 - The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its loss: to give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours. Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood.
Sida 111 - Steel. Hail, adamantine steel! magnetic lord, King of the prow, the ploughshare, and the sword!
Sida 111 - Braves with broad sail the immeasurable sea, Cleaves the dark air, and asks no star but thee. — By thee the ploughshare rends the matted plain, Inhumes in level rows the living grain ; Intrusive forests quit the cultured ground, And Ceres laughs, with golden fillets crown'd. — O'er restless realms when scowling Discord flings Her snakes, and loud the din of battle rings, Expiring Strength and vanquish'd Courage feel Thy arm resistless, adamantine Steel !
Sida 161 - The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds has come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in the land ; The fig-tree putteth forth her green leaves, And the vines with the tender grape perfume the air.
Sida 87 - In their lowest servitude and depression, the subjects of the Byzantine throne were still possessed of a golden key that could unlock the treasures of antiquity ; of a musical and prolific language, that gives a soul to the objects of sense, and a body to the abstractions of philosophy.
Sida 174 - The universal cause Acts to one end, but acts by various laws.