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æther Alps beautisul beneath birds bloom blows bosom bound bowers breast breeze bright bursts busy busy Bee cheer cheersul clouds cold courser crown'd desert earth Ev'n ev'ry eyes fame father William flocks flood flower flutt'rer fragrant gale glory golden Goody Two Shoes GRAMPUS green groves half-bound hare Hare and Tortoise heart Heaven hills Hippopotamus hyæna kiss kiss of love Lapland lark Leeboo light limbs lise lonely marmot morning mountains murmur night o'er pass'd Piedmontese pine-apples plain pope's homer pride Puss in Boots rage rise roar Robin rocks roll round sear seel shade shepherd shining shore shower sields sing sirst skies sleep Sleeping Beauty snow song spread spring storms stream swain sweet swell tear tempests thee thou busy busy thro tide torrent tortoise trees trembling tunesul vale VALENTINE and ORSON verdant warbling wave wide wild winds wings Winter woods young youth
Էջ 141 - But who the melodies of morn can tell ? The wild brook babbling down the mountain side : The lowing herd ; the sheepfold's simple bell ; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In the lone valley ; echoing far and wide The clamorous horn along the cliffs above ; The hollow murmur of the ocean tide ; The hum of bees, the linnet's lay of love, And the full choir that wakes the universal grove.
Էջ 22 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
Էջ 88 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Էջ 32 - You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man ; Now tell me the reason, I pray. In the days of my youth...
Էջ 73 - While, lightly poised, the scaly brood In myriads cleave thy crystal flood ; The springing trout in speckled pride, The salmon, monarch of the tide ; The ruthless pike, intent on war, The silver eel, and mottled par. Devolving from thy parent lake, A charming maze thy waters make, By bowers of birch and groves of pine, And hedges flower'd with eglantine.
Էջ 107 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Էջ 59 - Ye mute Companions of my Toils, that bear In all my Griefs a more than equal Share!
Էջ 62 - By wintry famine rous'd, from all the tract Of horrid mountains which the shining Alps, And wavy Apennine, and Pyrenees, Branch out stupendous into distant lands; Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave; Burning for blood; bony, and gaunt, and grim. Assembling wolves in raging troops descend; And, pouring o'er the country, bear along, Keen as the north wind sweeps the glossy snow. All is their prize.
Էջ 22 - ... shade. In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years slide soft away. In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night; study and ease, Together mixt; sweet recreation: And innocence, which most does please With meditation.