The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New |
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... bough to bough ; and , as him list , he eet Here and there of buds and floures sweet . And to the herber side was joyning This faire tree , of which I have you told , And at the last the bird began to sing , Whan he had eaten what he ...
... bough to bough ; and , as him list , he eet Here and there of buds and floures sweet . And to the herber side was joyning This faire tree , of which I have you told , And at the last the bird began to sing , Whan he had eaten what he ...
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... bough to bough ; and , as him list , he eet Here and there of buds and floures sweet . And to the herber side was joyning This faire tree , of which I have you told , And at the last the bird began to sing , Whan he had eaten what he ...
... bough to bough ; and , as him list , he eet Here and there of buds and floures sweet . And to the herber side was joyning This faire tree , of which I have you told , And at the last the bird began to sing , Whan he had eaten what he ...
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... boughs defend . There where new kings the swarms at spring - tide lead , And bursting myriads gladden all the mead , Dim banks at noon may lure to cool repose , And trees with hospitable arms inclose . If sleep the stagnant pools , or ...
... boughs defend . There where new kings the swarms at spring - tide lead , And bursting myriads gladden all the mead , Dim banks at noon may lure to cool repose , And trees with hospitable arms inclose . If sleep the stagnant pools , or ...
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... boughs With warm and pleasant breath Salute the blowing flowers . Now let me sit beneath the whitening thorn , And mark thy spreading tints steal o'er the dale ; And watch with patient eye , Thy fair , unfolding charms . O nymph ...
... boughs With warm and pleasant breath Salute the blowing flowers . Now let me sit beneath the whitening thorn , And mark thy spreading tints steal o'er the dale ; And watch with patient eye , Thy fair , unfolding charms . O nymph ...
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... bough smiles green , the young birds sing , The chainless current glistens by , Till countless flowers like stars illume The deepening vale and forest gloom . O welcome , gentle guest from high , Sent to cheer our world below , To ...
... bough smiles green , the young birds sing , The chainless current glistens by , Till countless flowers like stars illume The deepening vale and forest gloom . O welcome , gentle guest from high , Sent to cheer our world below , To ...
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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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Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 77 - Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.