Favourite field flowers; or, Wild flowers of England popularly described1848 |
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... Winter's gloomy night withdrawn , Lo ! the young romantic hours- Search the hills , the dale , the lawn , To behold the Snowdrop white Start to light , And shine in Flora's desert bowers ; Beneath the verdant dawn The morning star of ...
... Winter's gloomy night withdrawn , Lo ! the young romantic hours- Search the hills , the dale , the lawn , To behold the Snowdrop white Start to light , And shine in Flora's desert bowers ; Beneath the verdant dawn The morning star of ...
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... winter , they need to be covered , to preserve them from severe frost . The plants make their appearance about March , and as summer advances , the boxes may be put where the plants will be sheltered from the meridian sun . In August ...
... winter , they need to be covered , to preserve them from severe frost . The plants make their appearance about March , and as summer advances , the boxes may be put where the plants will be sheltered from the meridian sun . In August ...
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... Winter's Tale , " puts into the mouth of Perdita these beautiful words : - " Violets dim , But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes , Or Cytherea's breath " And again , in " Twelfth Night , " he compares the gentle strains of plaintive ...
... Winter's Tale , " puts into the mouth of Perdita these beautiful words : - " Violets dim , But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes , Or Cytherea's breath " And again , in " Twelfth Night , " he compares the gentle strains of plaintive ...
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Robert Tyas. The rains are gone , the storms are o'er ; Winter retires to make thee way ; Come then , thou sweetly blooming flower , Come , lovely stranger , come away . The sun is dress'd in beaming smiles , To give thy beauties to the ...
Robert Tyas. The rains are gone , the storms are o'er ; Winter retires to make thee way ; Come then , thou sweetly blooming flower , Come , lovely stranger , come away . The sun is dress'd in beaming smiles , To give thy beauties to the ...
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... Winter's snow and rain , Constant to their early time , White the leaf - strewn ground again And make each wood a garden then . " CLARE . THIS flower is one of the earliest to adorn our woods and groves with its cheerful aspect ...
... Winter's snow and rain , Constant to their early time , White the leaf - strewn ground again And make each wood a garden then . " CLARE . THIS flower is one of the earliest to adorn our woods and groves with its cheerful aspect ...
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Стр. 73 - Nevertheless, he left not himself without witness, in that he did good, and gave us rain from heaven, and fruitful seasons, filling our hearts with food and gladness.
Стр. 35 - Thrice welcome, darling of the spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird : but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery. The same whom in my schoolboy days I listened to ; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green ; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.
Стр. 34 - Cuckoo ! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voice? While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear; From hill to hill it seems to pass At once far off, and near.
Стр. 62 - 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 decline. But this small flower, to Nature dear, While moons and stars their courses run, Wreathes the whole circle of the year, Companion of the Sun.
Стр. 14 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Стр. 124 - And of birchen glades breathing their balm, While the deer was seen glancing in sunshine remote, And the deep mellow crush of the wood-pigeon's note Made music that sweetened the calm. Not a pastoral song has a pleasanter tune Than ye speak to my heart, little wildings of June : Of old ruinous castles ye tell, Where I thought it delightful your beauties to find, When the magic of Nature first breathed on my mind, And your blossoms were part of her spell.
Стр. 120 - 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: But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Стр. 23 - Tis the early April lark, Or the rooks, with busy caw, Foraging for sticks and straw.
Стр. 109 - The man who proceeds in it with steadiness and resolution, will in a little time find that ' her ways are ways of pleasantness, and that all her paths are peace.
Стр. 121 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it Love-in-idleness.