Poetry of the Woods: Passages from the Poets Descriptive of Forest Scenes, Etc., EtcE. H. Butler & Company, 1864 - 128 страници |
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... buds of moss and thyme . The rich deep masses of the sycamore Hang heavy with the fulness of their prime , And the white poplar , from its foliage hoar , Scatters forth gleams like moonlight , with each gale That sweeps the boughs ...
... buds of moss and thyme . The rich deep masses of the sycamore Hang heavy with the fulness of their prime , And the white poplar , from its foliage hoar , Scatters forth gleams like moonlight , with each gale That sweeps the boughs ...
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... buds glisten in the dews of Spring , And all be vernal rapture as of old . Unconscious they in waste oblivion lie , In all the world of busy life around No thought of them ; in all the bounteous sky No drop , for them , of kindly ...
... buds glisten in the dews of Spring , And all be vernal rapture as of old . Unconscious they in waste oblivion lie , In all the world of busy life around No thought of them ; in all the bounteous sky No drop , for them , of kindly ...
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... buds unfold their wings , And bishop's - caps have golden rings , Musing upon many things I sought the woodlands wide . The green trees whispered low and mild ; It was a sound of joy ! They were my playmates when a child , And rocked me ...
... buds unfold their wings , And bishop's - caps have golden rings , Musing upon many things I sought the woodlands wide . The green trees whispered low and mild ; It was a sound of joy ! They were my playmates when a child , And rocked me ...
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... bud With amethyst and topaz , and the place Lit up , most royally , with the pure beam . That dwells in them ; or , haply , the vast hall Of fairy palace , that outlasts the night , And fades not in the glory of the sun ; Where crystal ...
... bud With amethyst and topaz , and the place Lit up , most royally , with the pure beam . That dwells in them ; or , haply , the vast hall Of fairy palace , that outlasts the night , And fades not in the glory of the sun ; Where crystal ...
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... buds are fresh , and every tree Is vocal with the notes of love . Too mild the breath of southern sky , Too fresh the flower that blushes there ; The northern breeze , that rustles by , Finds leaves too green , and buds too fair ; No ...
... buds are fresh , and every tree Is vocal with the notes of love . Too mild the breath of southern sky , Too fresh the flower that blushes there ; The northern breeze , that rustles by , Finds leaves too green , and buds too fair ; No ...
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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.