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appearance beautiful better birds body branches brought bush called Canada Canadian canoe carry clear close cold coming course covered creatures cross distance door edge England everything face Falls Father feet fellow fence field fire forest formed frozen getting give hand hard head heard Henry horses huge hundred Indian keep killed kind Lake land leave light living logs look lost miles morning nearly never night once oxen passed piece poor reached rest rise river road round seemed seen short showed side sight snow sometimes soon spring stand summer sure taken tell thick thing thought till told took town travelling trees turned walk whole wild winter wonderful woods young
8 페이지 - They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths : their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end.
73 페이지 - But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way.
408 페이지 - Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee ; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
215 페이지 - I proceeded. The air was literally filled with pigeons ; the light of noonday was obscured as by an eclipse; the dung fell in spots not unlike melting flakes of snow; and the continued buzz of wings had a tendency to lull my senses to repose.
216 페이지 - The noise which they made, though yet distant, reminded me of a hard gale at sea passing through the rigging of a close-reefed vessel. As the birds arrived and passed over me, I felt a current of air that surprised me.
129 페이지 - Whilst the deer are quietly grazing, the wolves assemble in great numbers, and, forming a crescent, creep slowly towards the herd so as not to alarm them much at first, but when they perceive that they have fairly hemmed in the unsuspecting creatures, and cut off...
210 페이지 - O then to your gardens, ye housewives, repair ! Your walks border up ; sow and plant at your leisure ; The Blue-bird will chaunt from his box such an air, That all your hard toils will seem truly a pleasure.
210 페이지 - WHEN winter's cold tempests and snows are no more, Green meadows and brown furrowed fields reappearing. The fishermen hauling their shad to the shore, And cloud-cleaving geese to the lakes are a-steering; When first the lone butterfly flits on the wing, When red glow the maples, so fresh and so pleasing, O then comes the blue-bird, the herald of spring, And hails with his warblings the charms of the season.