Beauties of the Country: Or, Descriptions of Rural Customs, Objects, Scenery, and the SeasonsJ. Van Voorst, 1837 - 425 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة vii
... pleasing in earth , air , sea , or sky ; of music , as it brings to our ears the sound of waters , the song of birds , or the rustling of the wind among trees and flowers ; -to say nothing of those greater emotions of joy and sorrow ...
... pleasing in earth , air , sea , or sky ; of music , as it brings to our ears the sound of waters , the song of birds , or the rustling of the wind among trees and flowers ; -to say nothing of those greater emotions of joy and sorrow ...
الصفحة 13
... pleasing ; but the grand arcanum consists in the pleasures they afford , and the quiet and comfort they bring to our fellow - men . A May - pole , for instance , is a picture of itself , standing in the centre of a village - green ...
... pleasing ; but the grand arcanum consists in the pleasures they afford , and the quiet and comfort they bring to our fellow - men . A May - pole , for instance , is a picture of itself , standing in the centre of a village - green ...
الصفحة 18
... rural sound ; If chance with nymph - like step fair virgin pass , What pleasing seem'd for her now pleases more- She most , and in her look sums all delight . " Neither should I pass by Cowley , who only wished 18 THE COUNTRY .
... rural sound ; If chance with nymph - like step fair virgin pass , What pleasing seem'd for her now pleases more- She most , and in her look sums all delight . " Neither should I pass by Cowley , who only wished 18 THE COUNTRY .
الصفحة 57
... pleasing profusion . In sum- mer it is lost amid the thick foliage ; but in winter it has a pleasing appearance , climbing up the otherwise naked branches , and clothing them in a summer - looking greenness . It is a truly pleasant ...
... pleasing profusion . In sum- mer it is lost amid the thick foliage ; but in winter it has a pleasing appearance , climbing up the otherwise naked branches , and clothing them in a summer - looking greenness . It is a truly pleasant ...
الصفحة 61
... pleasing ; and if any one is fortunate enough to be near the bullfinch , and can listen to it for some time without putting it to flight , he will then discover a variety of low notes , which , though not so loud as those of its ...
... pleasing ; and if any one is fortunate enough to be near the bullfinch , and can listen to it for some time without putting it to flight , he will then discover a variety of low notes , which , though not so loud as those of its ...
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الصفحة 175 - 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, Cluster'd 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.
الصفحة 13 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt.
الصفحة 263 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
الصفحة 165 - With mazy error under pendent shades Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
الصفحة 174 - Ode to a Nightingale MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness...
الصفحة 152 - To come forth, like the spring-time, fresh and green, And, sweet as Flora...
الصفحة 283 - Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar Comes down upon the waters, all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse ; And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains; parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is gray.
الصفحة 283 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
الصفحة 258 - Immortal amarant, a flower which once In Paradise, fast by the tree of life, Began to bloom ; but soon for man's offence To heaven removed where first it grew, there grows, And flowers aloft shading the fount of life, And where the river of bliss through midst of heaven Rolls o'er Elysian flowers her amber stream...
الصفحة 283 - 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. It is the hush of night...