The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and NewG.P. Putnam, 1855 - 428 էջ |
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... never failed to impress itself deeply on all minds open to such perceptions . The nineteenth Psalm , with the unequaled grandeur of its opening verses ; the twenty - third , with its pastoral sweetness ; the hundred and fourth , with ...
... never failed to impress itself deeply on all minds open to such perceptions . The nineteenth Psalm , with the unequaled grandeur of its opening verses ; the twenty - third , with its pastoral sweetness ; the hundred and fourth , with ...
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... literature , this feeling began to receive a fresh impulse and a new di- rection . On the same soil , and among the same races , where , * Goethe . in the height of heathen civilization it had never received 20 INTRODUCTION .
... literature , this feeling began to receive a fresh impulse and a new di- rection . On the same soil , and among the same races , where , * Goethe . in the height of heathen civilization it had never received 20 INTRODUCTION .
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Susan Fenimore Cooper. in the height of heathen civilization it had never received adequate expression , both in Italy and in Greece , the eye of the believer was gradually opening to clearer and more worthy views of the creation ...
Susan Fenimore Cooper. in the height of heathen civilization it had never received adequate expression , both in Italy and in Greece , the eye of the believer was gradually opening to clearer and more worthy views of the creation ...
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... never wholly extinct in the human heart , sought for development during those ages through other chan- nels . Under the hand of the religious architect , pious , though lamentably superstitious , the dignity of the forest was once more ...
... never wholly extinct in the human heart , sought for development during those ages through other chan- nels . Under the hand of the religious architect , pious , though lamentably superstitious , the dignity of the forest was once more ...
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... never have failed in real honest feeling for that natural beauty which , like the mercy of God , is new every morning . Had Cowper lived all his days in Bond Street he never could have written the " Task . " Conceive a man like Crabbe ...
... never have failed in real honest feeling for that natural beauty which , like the mercy of God , is new every morning . Had Cowper lived all his days in Bond Street he never could have written the " Task . " Conceive a man like Crabbe ...
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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 |
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ABRAHAM COWLEY ALFRED TENNYSON amid autumn beams beauty BEN JONSON beneath birds bloom blue boughs bowers breast breath bright buds charms clouds cuckoo dance dark delight doth Duke of Orleans earth fair fairy field flocks flowers forest fresh garden gentle GILES FLETCHER golden grass green Grongar Hill grove happy hast hath hear heart heaven hill hour hues JOHN CLARE JOHN KEBLE Katydid leaf leaves light live look meadows merry morning mountain murmuring Nature never night nightingale o'er plain pleasure poet purple rich rill ROBERT HERRICK rock rose round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shade shines shower silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spide spring storm stream summer sweet thee thine things thou art Translation tree unto vale voice wandering wave wild WILLIAM GILPIN WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings winter wood youth
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Էջ 408 - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! 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 98 - 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 144 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. 226 Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
Էջ 61 - 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 158 - They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure...
Էջ 211 - 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 84 - And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations. Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Էջ 248 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Էջ 98 - 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 406 - Clear, placid Leman! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.