Poetry of the Fields: Passages from the Poets Descriptive of Pastoral Scenes, Etc., Etc. ...E. H. Butler & Company, 1866 - 128 Seiten |
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... turns a mill , With many a fall , shall linger near . The swallow oft , beneath my thatch , Shall twitter from her clay - built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch , And share my meal , a welcome guest ; Around my ivied porch ...
... turns a mill , With many a fall , shall linger near . The swallow oft , beneath my thatch , Shall twitter from her clay - built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch , And share my meal , a welcome guest ; Around my ivied porch ...
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... them all to rest : or at the hour Of doubtful dawning gray ; then from his wing Her partner turns his yellow bill , and chants . His solitary song of joyous praise . GRAHAME . TO DAFFODILS . TO DAFFODILS . FAIRE daffodils , we.
... them all to rest : or at the hour Of doubtful dawning gray ; then from his wing Her partner turns his yellow bill , and chants . His solitary song of joyous praise . GRAHAME . TO DAFFODILS . TO DAFFODILS . FAIRE daffodils , we.
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... TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH . WEE , modest , crimson - tipped flower Thou'st met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem ; To spare thee now is past my power , Thou bonnie gem . Alas ! it's no thy ...
... TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH . WEE , modest , crimson - tipped flower Thou'st met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem ; To spare thee now is past my power , Thou bonnie gem . Alas ! it's no thy ...
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... . If stately passions in me burn , And one chance look to thee should turn , I drink out of an humbler urn A lowlier pleasure ; The homely sympathy that heeds The common life , our nature breeds ; TO THE DAISY . A wisdom fitted to the ...
... . If stately passions in me burn , And one chance look to thee should turn , I drink out of an humbler urn A lowlier pleasure ; The homely sympathy that heeds The common life , our nature breeds ; TO THE DAISY . A wisdom fitted to the ...
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... turn the swath , the quiv'ring load to rear , Or ply the busy rake , the land to clear . Summer's light garb itself now cumb'rous grown , Each his thin doublet in the shade throws down ; Where oft the mastiff skulks with half - shut eye ...
... turn the swath , the quiv'ring load to rear , Or ply the busy rake , the land to clear . Summer's light garb itself now cumb'rous grown , Each his thin doublet in the shade throws down ; Where oft the mastiff skulks with half - shut eye ...
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beauty birdes song birds bloom blossoms bower breast bright brook brooklet buds CHANGED HOME charm cheer clere CLIFTON HILL clouds Colin cottage Cuddie delight dewy dost doth DUCHESS OF NEWCASTLE dwell earth ENGLISH SCENERY fair falcon field Flow gently flowers fragrant fresh glowing gold grass gray green grene grove happy hath heart heaven hern Hey ho hill hour lambs lark leaves LESSONS OF SPRING LOVE IN IDLENESS maid mede morning MOUNTAIN DAISY Nature's nest nightingale o'er Perigot Phebus plain primrose QUEEN MAB red you beware reed-pipe rills round Rovde rural shade shepheard showers sing SKYLARK smile soft song soul sound SPRING HAS CLAD stream SUMMER DAY swain sweet Afton tell thee thine thou art tree vale violet WALK wandering waters wave wild Willie willow springing willows willows green wind wing wont woods youth
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Seite 27 - Stand, never overlook'd our favourite elms, That screen the herdsman's solitary hut; While far beyond, and overthwart the stream, That, as with molten glass, inlays the vale, The sloping land recedes into the clouds; Displaying on its varied side the grace Of hedge-row beauties numberless, square tower, Tall spire, from which the sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear; Groves, heaths, and smoking villages remote.
Seite 24 - WISH MINE be a cot beside the hill ; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch, Shall twitter from her clay-built nest; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
Seite 41 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. 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.
Seite 92 - Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave.
Seite 28 - Nor less composure waits upon the roar Of distant floods, or on the softer voice Of neighb'ring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Seite 46 - 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
Seite 26 - How oft upon yon eminence our pace Has slackened to a pause, and we have borne The ruffling wind, scarce conscious that it blew, While Admiration, feeding at the eye, And still unsated, dwelt upon the scene.
Seite 58 - On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell ; Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veiled a light That had else been all too bright.
Seite 35 - BIRD of the wilderness. Blithesome and cumberless, Sweet be thy matin o'er moorland and lea ! Emblem of happiness. Blest is thy dwelling-place™ Oh to abide in the desert with thee ! Wild is thy lay, and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth.
Seite 23 - Arcadian plain. Pure stream, in whose transparent wave My youthful limbs I wont to lave; No torrents stain thy limpid source, No rocks impede thy dimpling course, That sweetly warbles o'er its bed, With white round polish'd pebbles...