 THERE is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky. The prouder beauties of the field In gay but quick succession shine, Race after race their honours yield, They flourish and...  An Initiatory English Grammar for Junior Classes - Стр. 27авторы: Thomas Morrison (LL.D.) - 1872Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - Страниц: 368
...fívpíoi âvSpei aтг' âvтpwv yvwcr', eïт oZv aSíкшч eïтe кaXwç тáS' é%ei. The Daisy. There is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest...race their honours yield, They flourish and decline. But this small flower, to Nature dear, While moons and stars their courses run, Wreathes the whole... | |
 | David Phineas Adams, William Emerson, Samuel Cooper Thacher - 1806 - Страниц: 788
...aromats and dyes from Ethiopia.] Л FIELD FLOWEB ; On finding one in full bloom on Chrittmas Day, 1803. THERE is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest...race their honours yield, They flourish and decline. But this small flower, to nature dear, While moons and stars their courses run, Wreathes the whole... | |
 | Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - 1806 - Страниц: 788
...Ethiopia-} Л FIELD FLOWER ; On finding one in full bloom on Christтаг Day, 1803. THERE is a ftower, a little flower, With silver crest and golden eye,...Beauties of the field, In gay but quick succession sliine, Race after race their honours yield, They flourish and decline. But this small flower, to nature... | |
 | 1806 - Страниц: 446
...FULL BL3OM "' CHRIST' MAS-DAY. TIIF r. r is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest and gulden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky. The prouder beauties of ihe field, In gay but quick succession shine; Race after race their honours yield, They flourish and... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1813 - Страниц: 192
...then ; When shall it cease to feel again ? \ IELD FLOWER NE IN FOLI. BLOOM, ON CHRISTMAS DAY, 1803. THERE is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest...the field In gay but quick succession shine, Race ai'ter race their honours yield, They flourish and decline. • But this small flower, to Nature dear,... | |
 | John Britton - 1813 - Страниц: 614
...what some readers, whose tastes do not lead to botanical researches, will consider a tedious list : There is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest...welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky. The fonder beauties of the field In gay but quick succession shine, Race after race their honours yield,... | |
 | John Britton, Edward Wedlake Brayley, Joseph Nightingale, James Norris Brewer, John Evans, John Hodgson, Francis Charles Laird, Frederic Shoberl, John Bigland, Thomas Rees - 1813 - Страниц: 936
...relieve what some readers, whose tastes do not lead to botanical researches, will consider a tedious list ,There is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest...welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky. The fonder beauties of the field In gay but quick succession shine, Race after race their honours yield,... | |
 | John Britton, Edward Wedlake Brayley - 1813 - Страниц: 696
...what some readers, whose tastes do not lead to botanical researches, will consider a tedious list : There is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest and golden eye, That weleomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky. The fonder beauties of the field In gay but quick... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - Страниц: 276
...while I keep conscience in health I've a mine that will never grow poor. THE DAISY. BY MONTGOMERY. THERE is a flower, a little flower With silver crest...and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, Aud weathers every sky. The prouder beauties of the field In gay but quick succession shine ; Race... | |
 | 1820 - Страниц: 190
...was mute, Carols in the rising day Many a note and many a lay. FLETCHBH. The Daisy. 137 THE DAISY. THERE is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest...race their honours yield, They flourish and decline. But this small flower, to Nature dear, While moons and stars their courses run, Wreathes the whole... | |
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