 Sits on the horizon round a settled gloom : Not such as wintry storms on mortals shed, Oppressing life ; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wish of nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath...  The Saturday Magazine - Стр. 1501844Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | C. Gough - 1853 - Страниц: 428
...beginning of this month, to forward the growth of the herbage. Such a one is thus described : — Gradaul sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a...through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many twinkle leaves Of aspen tall. At last The clouds consign their treasures to the fields; And, softly... | |
 | Robert Armstrong (master of Madras coll.) - 1853 - Страниц: 194
...Oppressing life, but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope, and every joy, The wish of nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm, that not a breath Is heard to quiver thro' the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many twinkling leaves Of aspen tall. Th' uncurling floods,... | |
 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - Страниц: 772
...not a wrinkle ruffles her smooth face. Dryden. Calm as deep rivers in still evenings roll. Blackmore. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm; that not a breath Is heard to quiver thro' the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many twinkling leaves Of aspen tall. The uncurling floods,... | |
 | James Thomson, George Gilfillan - 1853 - Страниц: 408
...gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, x The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze m Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, i Or rustling turn the many twinkling leaves Of aspen tall. Th' uncurling floods, diffus'd In glassy... | |
 | James Thomson - 1854 - Страниц: 172
...every joy, The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath 155 [s heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling...lapse Forgetful of their course. 'Tis silence all, 160 And pleasing expectation. Herds and floc'ks Drop the dry sprig, and mute imploring eye The falling... | |
 | James Thomson - 1854 - Страниц: 404
...Oppressing life ; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that...twinkling leaves Of aspen tall. Th' uncurling floods, diffus'd In glassy breadth, seem through delusive lapse Forgetful of their course. Tis silence all,... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - Страниц: 584
...of this month, to forward the growth of the young herbage. Such an one is thus described by Thomson. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm : that...quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves, Of aspen tall. At last In largo effusion, o'er the freshen'd world. The stealing... | |
 | James Thomson - 1854 - Страниц: 312
...Oppressing life ; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the Breeze Into a perfect calm ; that...quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves Of Aspin tall. The' uncurling Floods, diffused In glassy breadth, seem through... | |
 | John Wilson - 1854 - Страниц: 314
...lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hop« and every joy, The wish of nature. Gradual sinks'the breeze Into a perfect calm, that not a breath Is heard...quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves Of aspen tall. Th* uncurling floods, diffused In glassy breath, seem through... | |
 | Anne Pratt - 1855 - Страниц: 612
...answer to its touch ? It must indeed be a dead calm, when Thomson's description could be true : — " A perfect calm ; that not a breath Is heard to quiver...rustling turn the many twinkling leaves Of aspen tall." How often, as we have looked upon its tall, slender canopy of drooping branches, rustling so tremulously,... | |
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