The naturalist's poetical companion, with notes, selected by E. Wilson |
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... Close of Summer The Seasons A Day in Autumn .. W. Habington Mrs. C. Smith Herrick 273 Foster's Peren . Calend . 274 Hawksworth 275 Clare 276 B. Cornwall 277 Miss Landon 277 278 Montgomery 279 280 281 .... 282 Charles Whitehead 283 ...
... Close of Summer The Seasons A Day in Autumn .. W. Habington Mrs. C. Smith Herrick 273 Foster's Peren . Calend . 274 Hawksworth 275 Clare 276 B. Cornwall 277 Miss Landon 277 278 Montgomery 279 280 281 .... 282 Charles Whitehead 283 ...
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... close , and pass thy time in grief , When he has gone his round ? In vain the beauteous orbs of night , The moon and stars in vain unite , To raise thee from the ground . Astonish'd now , I stand and view- Hast thou both sense and ...
... close , and pass thy time in grief , When he has gone his round ? In vain the beauteous orbs of night , The moon and stars in vain unite , To raise thee from the ground . Astonish'd now , I stand and view- Hast thou both sense and ...
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... Close gradual with his parting ray , Nor open , till he shines again . Superstition came telling her steps , and her beads ; Like Jack - in - a - bush hung all over the green , Agnus - castus by wholesale she culled from the meads , And ...
... Close gradual with his parting ray , Nor open , till he shines again . Superstition came telling her steps , and her beads ; Like Jack - in - a - bush hung all over the green , Agnus - castus by wholesale she culled from the meads , And ...
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... close their leaves while vapours lower ; But when the sun's gay beams arise , With unabash'd but modest eyes Follow his motion to the West , Nor cease to gaze till daylight dies , Then fold themselves to rest . Thrice welcome , little ...
... close their leaves while vapours lower ; But when the sun's gay beams arise , With unabash'd but modest eyes Follow his motion to the West , Nor cease to gaze till daylight dies , Then fold themselves to rest . Thrice welcome , little ...
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... close beneath came sparkling out , From an old tree's fallen shell A little rill , that clipt about The lady in her cell . And there , methought , with bashful pride , She seem'd to sit and look On her own maiden loveliness Pale imaged ...
... close beneath came sparkling out , From an old tree's fallen shell A little rill , that clipt about The lady in her cell . And there , methought , with bashful pride , She seem'd to sit and look On her own maiden loveliness Pale imaged ...
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Стр. 256 - Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...
Стр. 48 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way?
Стр. 348 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night ! O'er heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head...
Стр. 404 - And the yellow sunflower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, and glen. And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the...
Стр. 404 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
Стр. 123 - Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth, Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying ? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Стр. 273 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Стр. 130 - O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward 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 flow'ret 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. 48 - All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Стр. 341 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take: Learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; Learn from the beasts the physic of the field; Thy arts of building from the bee receive; Learn of the mole to plow, the worm to weave; Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.