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... Fall " .... Yew - Trees .. 201 Sonnet .. Lines .. 202 Lines 211 The Owl .. A Flight of Cranes .... 211 Extract .. The Pattichap's Nest .. The Same ... 212 A Thought .. Song of the Swallow .. 213 The Birds of Passage . Swallows .. 214 ...
... Fall " .... Yew - Trees .. 201 Sonnet .. Lines .. 202 Lines 211 The Owl .. A Flight of Cranes .... 211 Extract .. The Pattichap's Nest .. The Same ... 212 A Thought .. Song of the Swallow .. 213 The Birds of Passage . Swallows .. 214 ...
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... falls before her . She points out to man his own position , and that of all about him ; he is lord of the earth and of all its creatures . The herb of the field , the trees of the wood , the fowls of the air , the fishes of the sea ...
... falls before her . She points out to man his own position , and that of all about him ; he is lord of the earth and of all its creatures . The herb of the field , the trees of the wood , the fowls of the air , the fishes of the sea ...
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... fall unspeakably , immeasurably short of the grandeur , the healthful purity , the living beauty , the power and tenderness of feeling which belong to revealed truth . With the Greek , as with so many others , man was , more or less ...
... fall unspeakably , immeasurably short of the grandeur , the healthful purity , the living beauty , the power and tenderness of feeling which belong to revealed truth . With the Greek , as with so many others , man was , more or less ...
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... fall thy work and thee , Buzzing round the sweetly - smelling Garden plots and bowers . Anonymous Translator MANAGEMENT OF BEES . FROM THE FOURTH GEORGIC OF VIRGIL . * First , seek a station where no ruthless gale Dares the still hive ...
... fall thy work and thee , Buzzing round the sweetly - smelling Garden plots and bowers . Anonymous Translator MANAGEMENT OF BEES . FROM THE FOURTH GEORGIC OF VIRGIL . * First , seek a station where no ruthless gale Dares the still hive ...
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... falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain- Torrents , methinks , that heard a mighty voice , And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you ...
... falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain- Torrents , methinks , that heard a mighty voice , And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you ...
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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.