The naturalist's poetical companion, with notes, selected by E. Wilson |
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... Thee ! There would my gratefully uplifted eye Survey the heavenly vault , by day , —by night , When glows the firmament from pole to pole ; There would my overflowing heart exclaim , " The heavens declare the glory of the Lord , The ...
... Thee ! There would my gratefully uplifted eye Survey the heavenly vault , by day , —by night , When glows the firmament from pole to pole ; There would my overflowing heart exclaim , " The heavens declare the glory of the Lord , The ...
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... thee to rear thine head aloft , And greet him in the sky ? What secret power impels thy leaf To close , and pass thy time in grief , When he has gone his round ? In vain the beauteous orbs of night , The moon and stars in vain unite ...
... thee to rear thine head aloft , And greet him in the sky ? What secret power impels thy leaf To close , and pass thy time in grief , When he has gone his round ? In vain the beauteous orbs of night , The moon and stars in vain unite ...
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... thee to thy waxen home , That I shall then , most treacherously , For thy honey murder thee : - Oh , no ! -throughout the winter drear I'll feed thee , that another year Thou mayst renew thy industry Among the flowers , thou busy bee ...
... thee to thy waxen home , That I shall then , most treacherously , For thy honey murder thee : - Oh , no ! -throughout the winter drear I'll feed thee , that another year Thou mayst renew thy industry Among the flowers , thou busy bee ...
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... thee seek a milder clime , What bids thee shun the wintry gale , How know'st thou thy departing time ? Hail ! wondrous bird ! hail , Swallow , hail ! Sure something more to thee is given , Than myriads of the feathered race , Some gift ...
... thee seek a milder clime , What bids thee shun the wintry gale , How know'st thou thy departing time ? Hail ! wondrous bird ! hail , Swallow , hail ! Sure something more to thee is given , Than myriads of the feathered race , Some gift ...
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... thee . Thy hand the varied leaf design'd , And gave the bird its thrilling tone ; Thy power the dewdrop's tints combin'd , Till like a diamond's blaze they shone . Yes dewdrop , leaves , and buds , and all , The smallest , like the ...
... thee . Thy hand the varied leaf design'd , And gave the bird its thrilling tone ; Thy power the dewdrop's tints combin'd , Till like a diamond's blaze they shone . Yes dewdrop , leaves , and buds , and all , The smallest , like the ...
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Alexander Wilson amid beauty beneath bird Blackwood's Magazine bloom blossoms blue blushing boughs bower breast breath breeze bright buds busy Bee charms cheerful clouds cowslip creatures cuckoo daisies dark deep delight dost doth earth emblem fair flowers flowers of Scotland fly away home fragrant gale gentle gloom glory glow glow-worm grace grass green grove Hare-bell hast hath heart heaven Helvellyn hour house of York insect Isaac Walton lark leaf leaves light Lily lonely morning mountain murmurs Nature Nature's ne'er nest night nightingale o'er pale pass'd plant pride primrose purple rill rose round shade shed shine sight sing skies smile Snowdrop soft song soul Spring storm stream Summer sunny sweet tempests thee thine thou art thrush tree vale violet wave wild wind wing Winter wonderful wood Wren young
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الصفحة 256 - Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...
الصفحة 48 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way?
الصفحة 348 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night ! O'er heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head...
الصفحة 404 - And the yellow sunflower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, and glen. And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the...
الصفحة 404 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
الصفحة 123 - Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth, Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying ? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
الصفحة 273 - 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.
الصفحة 130 - 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
الصفحة 48 - All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
الصفحة 341 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take: Learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; Learn from the beasts the physic of the field; Thy arts of building from the bee receive; Learn of the mole to plow, the worm to weave; Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.