Garden Walks with the PoetsG.P. Putman, 1852 - 340페이지 |
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... gentle wind bloweth , The happy cow loweth , The merry stream floweth , For all below ! Oh , the Spring ! the bountiful Spring ! She shineth and smileth on every thing ! Where come the sheep ? To the rich man's moor . Where cometh sleep ...
... gentle wind bloweth , The happy cow loweth , The merry stream floweth , For all below ! Oh , the Spring ! the bountiful Spring ! She shineth and smileth on every thing ! Where come the sheep ? To the rich man's moor . Where cometh sleep ...
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... gentle train , And wear'st the gentle name of Spring . And in thy reign of blast and storm , Smiles many a long , bright , sunny day , When the changed winds are soft and warm , And heaven puts on the blue of May . MARCH . Then sing ...
... gentle train , And wear'st the gentle name of Spring . And in thy reign of blast and storm , Smiles many a long , bright , sunny day , When the changed winds are soft and warm , And heaven puts on the blue of May . MARCH . Then sing ...
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... forth and gather these sweet elves , ( More witching are they than the fays of old , ) . Come forth and gather them yourselves , Learn of these gentle flowers , whose worth is more than gold . 30 EDWARD YOUL . Come , come into the wood.
... forth and gather these sweet elves , ( More witching are they than the fays of old , ) . Come forth and gather them yourselves , Learn of these gentle flowers , whose worth is more than gold . 30 EDWARD YOUL . Come , come into the wood.
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... gentle flowers , Which not in solitude Dwell , but with each other keep society ; And , with a simple piety , Are ready to be woven into garlands for the good . Or , upon summer earth , To die , in virgin worth , Or to be strewn before ...
... gentle flowers , Which not in solitude Dwell , but with each other keep society ; And , with a simple piety , Are ready to be woven into garlands for the good . Or , upon summer earth , To die , in virgin worth , Or to be strewn before ...
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... gentle crow is glad , And the merry bird not sad , To see me creeping , creeping every where . When you're numbered with the dead , still and narrow bed , In your In the happy Spring I'll come , And deck your silent home ; Creeping ...
... gentle crow is glad , And the merry bird not sad , To see me creeping , creeping every where . When you're numbered with the dead , still and narrow bed , In your In the happy Spring I'll come , And deck your silent home ; Creeping ...
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angels Anon Autumn Barry Cornwall beauty beneath blessed bloom blossoms blow blue boughs bowers breast breath breeze bright buds Buttercups charms cheer child clouds Countess of Winchelsea creeping daisies dear delight doth dream earth Elizabeth Barrett Browning eyes fade fair fairy fancy FLOWER ANGELS flowers fly away home fragrant garden gaze gentle glad glory glowing golden golden air green happy Hartley Coleridge hast hath heart heaven Heigh hills holy idlesse Jeune leaf leaves Leigh Hunt light Lily lips lonely look Mary Howitt merry morning Nature's night o'er ODE ON MELANCHOLY perfume pleasant pleasure pride rain Robert Herrick rose round SARAH ROBERTS shade shining showers sigh silent sing skies smile snow soft song soul spirit Spring star stream Summer sunny sweet tears thee thine thing thou art thought tree violets whisper wild winds wings
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168 페이지 - Winter, yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes, — So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name.
128 페이지 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, •An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
241 페이지 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
42 페이지 - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness: The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find ; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
167 페이지 - Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit, As, musing slow, I hail Thy genial, loved return ! For when thy folding star — arising shows His paly circlet, at his warning lamp The fragrant hours, and elves Who slept in buds the day, And many a nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge. And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still, The pensive pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car, Then let me rove some wild and heathy scene, Or find some ruin...
129 페이지 - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best...
20 페이지 - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. Stars they are, wherein we read our history, As astrologers and seers of eld ; Yet not wrapped about with awful mystery, Like the burning stars, which they beheld.
254 페이지 - Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace Upspringing day and night : — Springing in valleys green and low. And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness Where no man passes by...
178 페이지 - And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath, But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth A vengeful canker eat him up to death. More flowers I noted, yet I none could see But sweet or colour it had stolen from thee.
178 페이지 - The forward violet thus did I chide : Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed.