The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and NewG.P. Putnam, 1855 - 428 էջ |
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... Wood Notes An Old Oak . 198 A Pine - Forest . Yardley Oak . 198 A Wood in Winter The Groaning Elm of Badesley .. 200 " Leaves have their Time to Fall " .... Yew - Trees .. 201 Sonnet .. Lines .. 202 Lines 211 The Owl .. A Flight of ...
... Wood Notes An Old Oak . 198 A Pine - Forest . Yardley Oak . 198 A Wood in Winter The Groaning Elm of Badesley .. 200 " Leaves have their Time to Fall " .... Yew - Trees .. 201 Sonnet .. Lines .. 202 Lines 211 The Owl .. A Flight of ...
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... Woods ..... Page 328 329 329 330 XXI . Medley . A Wish .. A Country Life .. Of Building . Of Building . The Wish 333 A Thanksgiving for his House . 338 334 The Stranger on the Sill .. 339 334 The Invitation .. 340 336 Icelandic Lines ...
... Woods ..... Page 328 329 329 330 XXI . Medley . A Wish .. A Country Life .. Of Building . Of Building . The Wish 333 A Thanksgiving for his House . 338 334 The Stranger on the Sill .. 339 334 The Invitation .. 340 336 Icelandic Lines ...
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... Woods in Winter .. 398 394 Winter 399 395 XXVIII . Medley . Fragment from the Greek of Aristotle 400 Italian Song . 408 The Creation of the Earth . 401 A Farm Scene in Portugal .. 408 Earth .. 402 From " The Lusiad " 411 The Shield of ...
... Woods in Winter .. 398 394 Winter 399 395 XXVIII . Medley . Fragment from the Greek of Aristotle 400 Italian Song . 408 The Creation of the Earth . 401 A Farm Scene in Portugal .. 408 Earth .. 402 From " The Lusiad " 411 The Shield of ...
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... Woods in Winter .... 394 Winter The Seasons 395 Italian Song ..... The Creation of the Earth . 401 A Farm Scene in Portugal .. Earth ... 402 From " The Lusiad " The Shield of Achilles 403 Paradise .. Lines An Italian Moon ... 404 Nature ...
... Woods in Winter .... 394 Winter The Seasons 395 Italian Song ..... The Creation of the Earth . 401 A Farm Scene in Portugal .. Earth ... 402 From " The Lusiad " The Shield of Achilles 403 Paradise .. Lines An Italian Moon ... 404 Nature ...
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... wood , rather for the purpose of affording greater relief to the figures in the foreground than of enduing the sketch of these feat- ures of the earth with any charm or importance in itself . But it is quite impossible to believe for a ...
... wood , rather for the purpose of affording greater relief to the figures in the foreground than of enduing the sketch of these feat- ures of the earth with any charm or importance in itself . But it is quite impossible to believe for a ...
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The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New Susan Fenimore Cooper Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1854 |
The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New Susan Fenimore Cooper Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1855 |
The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New Susan Fenimore Cooper Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1855 |
Common terms and phrases
Æneid ALFRED TENNYSON beauty beneath birds Bishop of Dunkeld bloom blossoms boughs bowers breath bright brow buds charms Chaucer cheerful cloud cuckoo dance dark delight doth earth fair Fairlop field flocks flowers forest fresh gale garden gay too soon GILES FLETCHER grass green Grongar Hill grove happy hath heart heaven hill hour hues lady lark leaf leaves light live look Lord meadows mede merry MINNESINGERS morning mountain murmuring nature never night nightingale nymph o'er Phineas Fletcher plain pleasant pleasure poet purple rill ROBERT HERRICK rose round shade sight silent sing sleep smile soft song soon the flowers soul spide spring will fade stream summer sweet tell thee thine things THOMAS CAREW Thou art thought thrushes Translation tree unto vale vernal violet voice wandering wave wild WILLIAM GILPIN wind wings winter woods youth
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Էջ 386 - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud...
Էջ 85 - What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Էջ 76 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Էջ 86 - We look before and after And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Էջ 39 - Where some, like magistrates correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in. their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Էջ 154 - GOD ALMIGHTY first planted a Garden. And indeed it is the purest of human pleasures. It is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
Էջ 85 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Էջ 190 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath. And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
Էջ 76 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Էջ 77 - Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.