Poetry of the Woods: Passages from the Poets Descriptive of Forest Scenes, Etc., EtcE. H. Butler & Company, 1864 - 128 страници |
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... beauty That dwell in nature , —of the heavenly forms We worship in our dreams , and the soft hues That strain the wild bird's wing , and flush the clouds When the sun sets . Within her eye The heaven of April , with its changing light ...
... beauty That dwell in nature , —of the heavenly forms We worship in our dreams , and the soft hues That strain the wild bird's wing , and flush the clouds When the sun sets . Within her eye The heaven of April , with its changing light ...
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... beauty . Then her breath , It is so like the gentle air of Spring , As , from the morning's dewy flowers , it comes Full of their fragrance , that it is a joy To have it round us , —and her silver voice Is the rich music of a summer ...
... beauty . Then her breath , It is so like the gentle air of Spring , As , from the morning's dewy flowers , it comes Full of their fragrance , that it is a joy To have it round us , —and her silver voice Is the rich music of a summer ...
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... Beauty's ruby lip . I. MCLELLAN , JUN . THE WOODMAN AND THE NIGHTINGALE . A WOODMAN , whose rough heart was out of tune ( I think such hearts yet never came to good ) , Hated to hear , under the stars or moon , One nightingale in an ...
... Beauty's ruby lip . I. MCLELLAN , JUN . THE WOODMAN AND THE NIGHTINGALE . A WOODMAN , whose rough heart was out of tune ( I think such hearts yet never came to good ) , Hated to hear , under the stars or moon , One nightingale in an ...
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... Beauty's power ! Like thee she falls , poor trifling flower ; And , if she lives her little day , Life's winter comes with rapid pace , And robs her form of every grace , And steals her bloom away . But in thy form , thou Laurel green ...
... Beauty's power ! Like thee she falls , poor trifling flower ; And , if she lives her little day , Life's winter comes with rapid pace , And robs her form of every grace , And steals her bloom away . But in thy form , thou Laurel green ...
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... beauty , such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun . The delicate forest flower , With scented breath , and looks so like a smile , Seems , as it issues from the shapeless mould , An emanation of the indwelling Life , A visible ...
... beauty , such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun . The delicate forest flower , With scented breath , and looks so like a smile , Seems , as it issues from the shapeless mould , An emanation of the indwelling Life , A visible ...
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airy Amid Arethuse beauteous beauty bend beneath birds blast bloom blue boughs bower branches breath breeze bright brook brow buds canker-worm charms clouds crowned dark dark arches deep delight earth echo eglantine fair fairy fall fawn flower forest gentle glade grass green Grongar Grongar Hill grove hast hath haunts head hear heard heart heaven hill hoary hues leaves light lonely look melancholy melody mossy mountain murmur Muse Nature's night nightingale o'er Philomel pines rill Ring-dove rocks roof rose round scene shade shining day side silent silent fall sing skies soft solemn solitude song sorrow soul sound spray spread spring stars stood stream summer sweet sweet sensations swelled thee thine thought thrush towers tread trees trembling twilight vale vile body voice wandering wanton song warbled waves wild winds winglet wings wood Wood Rose woodland yellow youth
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Страница 57 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
Страница 61 - God ! when thou Dost scare the world with tempests, set on fire The heavens with falling thunderbolts, or fill With all the waters of the firmament The swift dark whirlwind that uproots...
Страница 34 - Most musical, most melancholy" bird! A melancholy bird? Oh! idle thought! In Nature there is nothing melancholy. But some night-wandering man whose heart was pierced With the remembrance of a grievous wrong, Or slow distemper, or neglected love, (And so, poor wretch!
Страница 67 - PLEASANT it was, when woods were green, And winds were soft and low, To lie amid some sylvan scene, Where, the long drooping boughs between, Shadows dark and sunlight sheen Alternate come and go...
Страница 72 - 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 thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Страница 50 - Up springs the lark, Shrill-voic'd, and loud, the messenger of morn; Ere yet the shadows fly, he mounted sings Amid the dawning clouds, and from their haunts Calls up the tuneful nations.
Страница 100 - The gloomy pine, the poplar blue, The yellow beech, the sable yew ; The slender fir that taper grows, The sturdy oak with broad-spread boughs...
Страница 61 - The lesson of thy own eternity. Lo ! all grow old and die — but see again, How on the faltering footsteps of decay Youth presses — ever gay and beautiful youth In all its beautiful forms. These lofty trees Wave not less proudly that their ancestors Moulder beneath them.
Страница 56 - Whence all the music. I again perceive The soothing influence of the wafted strains, And settle in soft musings as I tread The walk, still verdant under oaks and elms, Whose outspread branches overarch the glade.
Страница 49 - Hail, Source of Being ! Universal Soul Of heaven and earth ! Essential Presence, hail ! To Thee I bend the knee ; to Thee my thoughts, Continual, climb ; who, with a master-hand, Hast the great whole into perfection touch'd.