By-ways Among BooksW. Rae, 1900 - Всего страниц: 193 |
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... young John Ogilvie or another— up the garden - like valley where , in a hollow of the hill , the brown tower of Pluscarden rose over its marvellous fruit trees ; northwards to where , on the yellow sand flats , broke the clear green sea ...
... young John Ogilvie or another— up the garden - like valley where , in a hollow of the hill , the brown tower of Pluscarden rose over its marvellous fruit trees ; northwards to where , on the yellow sand flats , broke the clear green sea ...
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... young Scotsmen have taken - still may find a fitting place here , as it shows us the early bent of his genius . " Many years ago , " he says , " before I came over into France , as I and John Ogilvie , who is now in the Scotch Church at ...
... young Scotsmen have taken - still may find a fitting place here , as it shows us the early bent of his genius . " Many years ago , " he says , " before I came over into France , as I and John Ogilvie , who is now in the Scotch Church at ...
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... young students wandering by the green holms and winding river margins , and searching in Horatian numbers for some answer to " the riddle of the painful earth . " But we must follow Wilson to Aberdeen . His biographies agree that it was ...
... young students wandering by the green holms and winding river margins , and searching in Horatian numbers for some answer to " the riddle of the painful earth . " But we must follow Wilson to Aberdeen . His biographies agree that it was ...
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... young college was , as might be expected , monastic in its constitution . Some of the students , however , appear to have lived outside its walls , only paying rent when they occupied its rooms . Five o'clock in the morning was the hour ...
... young college was , as might be expected , monastic in its constitution . Some of the students , however , appear to have lived outside its walls , only paying rent when they occupied its rooms . Five o'clock in the morning was the hour ...
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... young man whose education had been committed to his charge . It does not appear , however , that Wilson ever broke off connection with eminent men in England , for a letter exists , written about this time , which is one of the most ...
... young man whose education had been committed to his charge . It does not appear , however , that Wilson ever broke off connection with eminent men in England , for a letter exists , written about this time , which is one of the most ...
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Стр. 91 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Стр. 93 - In a drear-nighted December Too happy, happy Tree Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity : The north cannot undo them With a sleety whistle through them, Nor frozen thawings glue them From budding at the prime. In a drear-nighted December Too happy, happy Brook Thy bubblings ne'er remember Apollo's summer look; But with a sweet forgetting They stay their crystal fretting, Never, never petting About the frozen time.
Стр. 75 - Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Looked at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Стр. 89 - Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold; Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seemed taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.
Стр. 88 - And she forgot the stars, the moon, and sun, And she forgot the blue above the trees, And she forgot the dells where waters run, And she forgot the chilly autumn breeze...
Стр. 131 - Thy borders are in the midst of the seas, thy builders have perfected thy beauty. They have made all thy ship boards of fir trees of Senir: they have taken cedars from Lebanon to make masts for thee. Of the oaks of Bashan have they made thine oars; the company of the Ashurites have made thy benches of ivory, brought out of the isles of Chittim.
Стр. 87 - Then in a silken scarf, — sweet with the dews Of precious flowers pluck'd in Araby, And divine liquids come with odorous ooze Through the cold serpent-pipe refreshfully, She wrapp'd it up; and for its tomb did choose A garden-pot, wherein she laid it by, And cover'd it with mould, and o'er it set Sweet Basil, which her tears kept ever wet.
Стр. 125 - And they sat down to eat bread ; and they lifted up their eyes, and looked, and behold, a company of Ishmaelites came from Gilead with their camels, bearing spicery, and balm, and myrrh, going to carry it down to Egypt.
Стр. 78 - Who lov'st to see the hamadryads dress Their ruffled locks where meeting hazels darken ; And through whole solemn hours dost sit, and hearken The dreary melody of bedded reeds — In desolate places, where dank moisture breeds...
Стр. 157 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.