 | Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 574 Seiten
...And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain. No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way ; Along thy glades,...trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land. WEALTH OF LESS VALUE THAN A HAPPY, MANLY PEASANTRY ; SMALL FREF.HOLD3... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1856 - 448 Seiten
...only master grasps tlie whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain ; No more thy glussy brook reflects the day, But, chok'd with sedges, works...tires their echoes with unvaried cries ; Sunk are thy bowels in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall ; And, trembling, shrinking... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 578 Seiten
...And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain. No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked ow in his mid-career the spaniel struck, Stiff, by...finely sensible, draws full, Fearful and cautious, flics, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sank are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 Seiten
...choked with sedges, works its weedy way. Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittem guards its nest; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing...trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land, 50 111 fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth... | |
 | G. S. Rousseau - 1995 - 420 Seiten
...; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But chok'd with sedges, works its weedy way. Along the glades a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with repeated cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'er tops the mould'ring... | |
 | Andrew J. Davis - 1998 - 294 Seiten
...truly rendered into symbolic language, they might have reminded one of the " Deserted Village :" — " Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the...trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land I" For thus, when viewed as a whole on the background of her... | |
 | 230 Seiten
...And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain, No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But choked with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades,...flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. But, Williams reminds us, such "destruction" was accompanied by an increased use and fertility of the... | |
 | J. R. McNeill - 2002 - 452 Seiten
...The population history of the mountains is next. POPULATION, SETTLEMENT, AND LANDSCAPES Sunk are the bowers, in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass...trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away thy children leave the land. Ill fares the land, to hastening ill a prey, Where wealth accumulates,... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - 2006 - 512 Seiten
...And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain: No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But choked with sedges works its weedy way. Along thy glades,...trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land. Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates,... | |
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No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But choked with sedges works its weedy way; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. 
