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... charms us with " counterfeit presentments " of their forms and colors , not only on the living canvas , but even on ... charm that could vie for a single moment with the soft and holy lustre of that motionless and faded human lily ? I ...
... charms us with " counterfeit presentments " of their forms and colors , not only on the living canvas , but even on ... charm that could vie for a single moment with the soft and holy lustre of that motionless and faded human lily ? I ...
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... charm " the nice and delicate ear of thought " and sweetly whisper that " the hand that made them is divine . " The stars are the poetry of heaven - the clouds are the poetry of the middle sky - the flowers are the poetry of the earth ...
... charm " the nice and delicate ear of thought " and sweetly whisper that " the hand that made them is divine . " The stars are the poetry of heaven - the clouds are the poetry of the middle sky - the flowers are the poetry of the earth ...
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... charm the human eye , and through the eye to soften and cheer the heart and elevate the soul ! I have often wished that Lecturers on Botany , instead of confining their instructions to the mere physiology , or anatomy , or ...
... charm the human eye , and through the eye to soften and cheer the heart and elevate the soul ! I have often wished that Lecturers on Botany , instead of confining their instructions to the mere physiology , or anatomy , or ...
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... charm ineffable of home ; For still I yearn to see the foam Of wild waves on thy pebbled shore , Dear Albion ! to ascend once more Thy snow - white cliffs ; to hear again The murmur of thy circling main- To stroll down each romantic ...
... charm ineffable of home ; For still I yearn to see the foam Of wild waves on thy pebbled shore , Dear Albion ! to ascend once more Thy snow - white cliffs ; to hear again The murmur of thy circling main- To stroll down each romantic ...
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... charm . In sweet amaze I feel as one who from a weary dream Of exile wakes , and sees the morning beam Illume the glorious clouds of every hue That float o'er scenes his happy childhood knew . How small a spark may kindle fancy's flame ...
... charm . In sweet amaze I feel as one who from a weary dream Of exile wakes , and sees the morning beam Illume the glorious clouds of every hue That float o'er scenes his happy childhood knew . How small a spark may kindle fancy's flame ...
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Flowers and Flower-Gardens: With an Appendix of Practical Instructions and ... David Lester Richardson No preview available - 2017 |
Flowers and Flower Gardens: With an Appendix of Practical Instructions and ... David Lester Richardson No preview available - 2008 |
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Page 172 - O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, 'Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
Page 173 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is...
Page 15 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied : for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted the sooner it wears.
Page 163 - It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.
Page 131 - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips and The crown imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one...
Page 197 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Page 196 - twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there: Two paradises 'twere in one, To live in Paradise alone. How well the skilful gardener drew Of flowers, and herbs, this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run; And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we. How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers!
Page 168 - At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts...
Page 134 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Page 50 - To build, to plant, whatever you intend. To rear the column, or the arch to bend, To swell the terrace, or to sink the grot; In all, let nature never be forgot.