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... birds . But , when our step has paced the proud parterre , And reached the heath , then Nature glads our eye Sporting in all her lovely carelessness , There smiles in varied tufts the velvet rose , There flaunts the gadding woodbine ...
... birds . But , when our step has paced the proud parterre , And reached the heath , then Nature glads our eye Sporting in all her lovely carelessness , There smiles in varied tufts the velvet rose , There flaunts the gadding woodbine ...
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... birds , the ocean floods , The city's voice itself is soft , like solitude's . No doubt the feeling that we are near the crowd but not in it , may deepen the sense of our own happy rural seclusion and doubly endear that pensive leisure ...
... birds , the ocean floods , The city's voice itself is soft , like solitude's . No doubt the feeling that we are near the crowd but not in it , may deepen the sense of our own happy rural seclusion and doubly endear that pensive leisure ...
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... That to the fringed bank with myrtle crown'd Her crystal mirror holds , unite their streams . The birds their quire apply ; airs , vernal airs , Breathing the smell of field and grove attune , The 38 ON FLOWERS AND FLOWER - GARDENS .
... That to the fringed bank with myrtle crown'd Her crystal mirror holds , unite their streams . The birds their quire apply ; airs , vernal airs , Breathing the smell of field and grove attune , The 38 ON FLOWERS AND FLOWER - GARDENS .
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... bird - like bower perchance Fit for maiden and romance . * In Churton's Rail Book of England , published about three years ago , Pope's Villa is thus noticed- " Not only was this temple of the Muses - this abode of genius - the resort ...
... bird - like bower perchance Fit for maiden and romance . * In Churton's Rail Book of England , published about three years ago , Pope's Villa is thus noticed- " Not only was this temple of the Muses - this abode of genius - the resort ...
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... underneath their clusters big ; The grapes were tender here , hard , young and sour , There purple ripe , and nectar sweet forth pour . The joyous birds , hid under green - wood shade 86 ON FLOWERS AND FLOWER - GARDENS .
... underneath their clusters big ; The grapes were tender here , hard , young and sour , There purple ripe , and nectar sweet forth pour . The joyous birds , hid under green - wood shade 86 ON FLOWERS AND FLOWER - GARDENS .
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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.