Days and Hours in a GardenRoberts Bros., 1884 - Всего страниц: 204 |
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... coloured 66 rat bats , " very fierce and strong . At that time also white owls lived in the ruins , and used to come floating over the lawn at twilight - until the days of gun licenses , since when , they have disappeared . Dim legends ...
... coloured 66 rat bats , " very fierce and strong . At that time also white owls lived in the ruins , and used to come floating over the lawn at twilight - until the days of gun licenses , since when , they have disappeared . Dim legends ...
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... coloured Peri- winkles , and many a wild thing , meant to encourage the delusion of a savage wild ! I am afraid I never can be quite serious about a garden ; I always am inclined to find delight in fancies , and reminiscences of a ...
... coloured Peri- winkles , and many a wild thing , meant to encourage the delusion of a savage wild ! I am afraid I never can be quite serious about a garden ; I always am inclined to find delight in fancies , and reminiscences of a ...
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... coloured Verbenas was still rather gay , and the three east gables of the house were all aflame with Virginian Creeper . But two days of rain spoilt us entirely . The variegated Maple slipped its white garment all at once in the night ...
... coloured Verbenas was still rather gay , and the three east gables of the house were all aflame with Virginian Creeper . But two days of rain spoilt us entirely . The variegated Maple slipped its white garment all at once in the night ...
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... colour in some huge heaps of dead leaves , that I see already stored in the rubbish yard . The dead leaves have to be swept away from lawn and garden walks - but I believe we do not con- sider any except those of Beech and Oak to be ...
... colour in some huge heaps of dead leaves , that I see already stored in the rubbish yard . The dead leaves have to be swept away from lawn and garden walks - but I believe we do not con- sider any except those of Beech and Oak to be ...
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Eleanor Vere Boyle. or Tulips ; they give me little real pleasure unless the colours be mixed . One chief charm of a garden ... colour that is to be , till one morning I find the rose , or golden , or ruby cup in all its finished beauty ...
Eleanor Vere Boyle. or Tulips ; they give me little real pleasure unless the colours be mixed . One chief charm of a garden ... colour that is to be , till one morning I find the rose , or golden , or ruby cup in all its finished beauty ...
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amongst Anemones Apple Atalanta Aucuba autumn beautiful beds Beech birds bloom blossoms blue border branches bright broad walk brown buds bushes charming Christmas Rose Clematis colour corner crimson Cryptomeria Daffodils Dahlia dark DAYS AND HOURS deep delight Elms fantail pigeons Fantaisie favourite flowers foliage frost glow golden Grape Hyacinths grass green grey growing Hyacinths Iris Irises kind Laburnum lawn leaf leaves lilac Lilies Lobelia look loveliness lovely morning moss Moss Rose Narcissus Narcissus poeticus nests never once Pæony pale parterr patch Peas perfect petals Phlox plant pleasant Poppies Primroses purple rain Rhododendrons rooks Roses round Salvia patens scarcely scarlet scent season seems shade shining side smell sort spring stalks stems stone Stone Pine summer Sunflower sweet tall thing Thorn thrushes trees Tulips turf Vine Violets wall white Pink wild window winter yellow Yew hedges young
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Стр. 47 - 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. Ah ! would 'twere so with many A gentle girl and boy ! But were there...
Стр. 176 - Ah, Sunflower! Ah, sunflower! weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun, Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey is done; Where the youth pined away with desire, And the pale virgin shrouded in snow, Arise from their graves and aspire Where my sunflower wishes to go.
Стр. 163 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flow'r of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Стр. 5 - In busy companies of men. Your sacred plants, if here below, Only among the plants will grow; Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So amorous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress
Стр. 76 - The spurging of a dead man's eyes : And all since the evening starre did rise. 3 WITCH I last night lay all alone O...
Стр. 186 - How silent, how spacious, what room for all, yet without place to insert an atom, — in graceful succession, in equal fulness, in balanced beauty, the dance of the hours goes forward still. Like an odor of incense, like a strain of music, like a sleep, it is inexact and boundless. It will not be dissected, nor unravelled, nor shown.
Стр. 50 - To the attentive eye, each moment of the year has its own beauty, and in the same field, it beholds, every hour, a picture which was never seen before and which shall never be seen again.
Стр. 98 - DAFFY-DOWN-DILLY has come up to town, In a yellow petticoat, and a green gown.
Стр. 152 - More are men's ends mark'd than their lives before : The setting sun, and music at the close, As the last taste of sweets is sweetest last, Writ in remembrance more than things long past