The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and NewG.P. Putnam, 1855 - 428 Seiten |
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... sing cuccu ! " It was then that merle and mavis , nightingale and lark , were saluted with responsive music by the listening poet ; it was then that daisy and lily , la douce Marguerite and the Flower of Light , were so fondly cherished ...
... sing cuccu ! " It was then that merle and mavis , nightingale and lark , were saluted with responsive music by the listening poet ; it was then that daisy and lily , la douce Marguerite and the Flower of Light , were so fondly cherished ...
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... to the herber side was joyning This faire tree , of which I have you told , And at the last the bird began to sing , Whan he had eaten what he eat wold ; So passing sweetly , that by manifold It was more 38 AND THE LEAF . THE FLOWER.
... to the herber side was joyning This faire tree , of which I have you told , And at the last the bird began to sing , Whan he had eaten what he eat wold ; So passing sweetly , that by manifold It was more 38 AND THE LEAF . THE FLOWER.
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... sing , Or who most womanly was in all thing . They had not daunced but a little throw , When that I hearde ferre off sodainly , So great a noise of thundering trumpes blow , As though it should have departed the skie ; And after that ...
... sing , Or who most womanly was in all thing . They had not daunced but a little throw , When that I hearde ferre off sodainly , So great a noise of thundering trumpes blow , As though it should have departed the skie ; And after that ...
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... sing and daunce of new , Some song of love , some plaining of untrew , Environing the tree that stood upright ; And ever yede a lady and a knight . And at the last I cast mine eye aside , And was ware of a lusty company That come roming ...
... sing and daunce of new , Some song of love , some plaining of untrew , Environing the tree that stood upright ; And ever yede a lady and a knight . And at the last I cast mine eye aside , And was ware of a lusty company That come roming ...
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... sing right womanly , A bargeret in praising the daisie ; For as me thought among her notes swete , She said " Si douce est la Margarete . " Than they alle answered her in fere , So passingly well , and so pleasauntly , That it was a ...
... sing right womanly , A bargeret in praising the daisie ; For as me thought among her notes swete , She said " Si douce est la Margarete . " Than they alle answered her in fere , So passingly well , and so pleasauntly , That it was a ...
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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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Seite 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!
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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!
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.