Favorite Haunts and Rural Studies: Including Visits to Spots of Interest in the Vicinity of Windsor and EtonJ. Murray, 1847 - 365 pages |
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... flowers burst forth , the birds sing , all nature smiles with its fresh verdure , and my walks and rides are re- newed to those spots to which some interest is attached or from which some view is to be admired . There are , indeed , few ...
... flowers burst forth , the birds sing , all nature smiles with its fresh verdure , and my walks and rides are re- newed to those spots to which some interest is attached or from which some view is to be admired . There are , indeed , few ...
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... flowering shrubs , and some evergreens . There are terrace walks on two sides of it , one a short gravel one , the ... flower . Just across this little gravelly lane , which leads to the next village , is a thorny wood , the largest on ...
... flowering shrubs , and some evergreens . There are terrace walks on two sides of it , one a short gravel one , the ... flower . Just across this little gravelly lane , which leads to the next village , is a thorny wood , the largest on ...
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... flowers , and remark- ably well kept . Our business , however , was with the reliquiæ Hertfordienses , and on quitting the garden we fortunately fell in with Mr. Trumper , who farms the park , and who was superintending a host of his ...
... flowers , and remark- ably well kept . Our business , however , was with the reliquiæ Hertfordienses , and on quitting the garden we fortunately fell in with Mr. Trumper , who farms the park , and who was superintending a host of his ...
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... eulogizes the violet . " And because the breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air , where it comes and goes like the warb- ling of music , than in the hand , therefore nothing is more fit for that delight , than to know 52 STOKE CHURCH .
... eulogizes the violet . " And because the breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air , where it comes and goes like the warb- ling of music , than in the hand , therefore nothing is more fit for that delight , than to know 52 STOKE CHURCH .
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... flowers that do best perfume the air . Roses , damask and red , are flowers tenacious of their smells , so that you may walk by a whole row of them and find nothing of their sweetness ; yea , though it be in a morning dew . That which ...
... flowers that do best perfume the air . Roses , damask and red , are flowers tenacious of their smells , so that you may walk by a whole row of them and find nothing of their sweetness ; yea , though it be in a morning dew . That which ...
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Page 246 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be; Saw the heavens fill with commerce, argosies of magic sails, Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly bales ; Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rain'da ghastly dew From the nations...
Page 52 - At length his lonely Cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their Dad, wi' flichterin noise an' glee. His wee bit ingle, blinkin bonnily, His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie Wifie's smile, The lisping infant prattling on his knee, Does a' his weary carking cares beguile, An' makes him quite forget his labor an
Page 52 - And because the breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air (where it comes and goes like the warbling of music) than in the hand, therefore nothing is more fit for that delight, than to know what be the flowers and plants that do best perfume the air.
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Page 296 - As rising from the vegetable world My theme ascends, with equal wing ascend, My panting Muse ! and hark, how loud the woods Invite you forth in all your gayest trim ! Lend me your song, ye nightingales ! oh, pour The mazy-running soul of melody Into my varied verse ! while I deduce, From the first note the hollow cuckoo sings, The symphony of Spring, and touch a theme Unknown to Fame,
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Page 42 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds; Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wand'ring near her secret bow'r, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
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Page 51 - The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their dad, wi' flichterin noise an