The Wild Garland; Or, Prose and Poetry Connected with English Wild Flowers: Intended as an Embellishment to the Study of Botany

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Harvey and Darton, 1827 - Всего страниц: 80
 

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Стр. 74 - bosom sunward 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 floweret of the rural shade! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust; Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
Стр. 77 - Such is the fate of simple bard, On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd! 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 given, Who long with wants and woes has striven, ' . ' ..., By human pride or cunning driven
Стр. 74 - thy neebor sweet, The bonnie lark, companion meet! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet! Wi spreckled breast, When upward springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter biting north Upon thy early, humble birth; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth, Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above
Стр. 74 - O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snowy bosom sunward 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 floweret of the rural shade! By love's simplicity
Стр. 11 - FAIR daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early rising sun Has not attain'd his noon: Stay, stay, Until the hastening day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along! We have as short a spring; We have short time to stay as you, As quick a growth to meet decay
Стр. 77 - sink! E'en thou, who mourn'st the daisy's fate, That fate is thine—no distant date; '. , Stern ruin's ploughshare drives elate, Full on thy bloom, Till, crush'd beneath the furrow's weight, Shall be thy doom.
Стр. 22 - that do best perfume the air. Roses, damask and red, are flowers tenacious of their smells, so that you may walk by a whole row of them and find nothing of their sweetness; yea, though it be in a morning dew. Bays likewise yield no smell as they grow, rosemary little, nor sweet marjoram. That which above all others yields the
Стр. 74 - mountains catch the gale; O'er lawns, the lily sheds perfume, The violet in the vale. But this bold flowret climbs the hill, Hides in the forest, haunts the glen; Plays on the margin of the rill; Peeps round the fox's den. Within the garden's cultured
Стр. 74 - biting north Upon thy early, humble birth; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth, Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above thy parent earth, Thy tender form. The flaunting flowers our gardens yield, High sheltering woods and
Стр. 56 - I return'd; Beau, trotting far before, The floating wreath again discern'd, And plunging left the shore. I saw him, with that lily cropp'd, Impatient swim to meet My quick approach, and soon he dropp'd The treasure at my feet. Charm'd with the sight, the world, I cried, Shall

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