Poetry of the Woods: Passages from the Poets Descriptive of Forest Scenes, Etc., EtcE. H. Butler & Company, 1864 - 128 страници |
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... rock , Beside some misty and far - reaching lake . Most awful is thy deep and heavy boom , Gray watcher of the waters ! Thou art king Of the blue lake ; and all the winged kind Do fear the echo of thine angry cry . How bright thy savage ...
... rock , Beside some misty and far - reaching lake . Most awful is thy deep and heavy boom , Gray watcher of the waters ! Thou art king Of the blue lake ; and all the winged kind Do fear the echo of thine angry cry . How bright thy savage ...
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... o'er the fair leaf - laden rill The laurel sheds its clustered bloom , And throned upon the rock - wreathed hill , The rowan waves his scarlet plume . No huntsman's call , no baying hound , Scares from 44 FOREST SCENE . FOREST SCENE,
... o'er the fair leaf - laden rill The laurel sheds its clustered bloom , And throned upon the rock - wreathed hill , The rowan waves his scarlet plume . No huntsman's call , no baying hound , Scares from 44 FOREST SCENE . FOREST SCENE,
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... rock , Dash the swift waters at a bound , And from the foam that veils the shock Floats every wavelet sparkle crowned . By brake , and dell , and lawny glade , O'er gnarled root , o'er mossy stone , Beneath the forest's emerald shade ...
... rock , Dash the swift waters at a bound , And from the foam that veils the shock Floats every wavelet sparkle crowned . By brake , and dell , and lawny glade , O'er gnarled root , o'er mossy stone , Beneath the forest's emerald shade ...
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... rocks Around them ; -and there have been holy men , Who deemed it were not well to pass life thus . But let me often in these solitudes Retire , and in thy presence reassure My feeble virtue . Here its enemies , The passions , at thy ...
... rocks Around them ; -and there have been holy men , Who deemed it were not well to pass life thus . But let me often in these solitudes Retire , and in thy presence reassure My feeble virtue . Here its enemies , The passions , at thy ...
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... rocks on rocks piled , as by magic spell , Here scorched with lightning , there with ivy green , Fenced from the north and east this savage dell . Southward a mountain rose with easy swell , Whose long , long groves eternal murmur made ...
... rocks on rocks piled , as by magic spell , Here scorched with lightning , there with ivy green , Fenced from the north and east this savage dell . Southward a mountain rose with easy swell , Whose long , long groves eternal murmur made ...
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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.