The White Hills: Their Legends, Landscape, and PoetryCrosby, Nichols,, 1860 - 403 oldal |
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... MOUNT WASHINGTON , FARM - HOUSE AND MEADOW , NORTH CONWAY , MEADOWS AND MOTE MOUNTAIN , · 128 143 153 158 165 ... HAYES ,. 291 PEABODY RIVER AND MOUNT WASHINGTON , 301 WHITE MOUNTAINS , FROM THE GLEN , .. 303 TUCKERMAN'S RAVINE AND MOUNT ...
... MOUNT WASHINGTON , FARM - HOUSE AND MEADOW , NORTH CONWAY , MEADOWS AND MOTE MOUNTAIN , · 128 143 153 158 165 ... HAYES ,. 291 PEABODY RIVER AND MOUNT WASHINGTON , 301 WHITE MOUNTAINS , FROM THE GLEN , .. 303 TUCKERMAN'S RAVINE AND MOUNT ...
256. oldal
... Mount Madison and Mount Adams . Yet a level walk of a mile , on the road ... Hayes . Numerous picturesque spurs , broken by jutting ledges , whose base ... Mount Washington . It has one other distinction , too , which should be known by ...
... Mount Madison and Mount Adams . Yet a level walk of a mile , on the road ... Hayes . Numerous picturesque spurs , broken by jutting ledges , whose base ... Mount Washington . It has one other distinction , too , which should be known by ...
260. oldal
... Mount Hayes . Behold yon hills . The one is fresh and fair ; The other rudely great . New - springing green Mantles the one ; and on its top the star Of love , in all its tenderest light , is seen . Island of joys ! how sweet thy gentle ...
... Mount Hayes . Behold yon hills . The one is fresh and fair ; The other rudely great . New - springing green Mantles the one ; and on its top the star Of love , in all its tenderest light , is seen . Island of joys ! how sweet thy gentle ...
279. oldal
... Mount Moriah on one side , and the jutting spurs of Mounts Hayes and Baldcap on the other , compose an effective avenue through which the eye roams up- ward to the higher mountain that sits back as on a throne . Our readers will ...
... Mount Moriah on one side , and the jutting spurs of Mounts Hayes and Baldcap on the other , compose an effective avenue through which the eye roams up- ward to the higher mountain that sits back as on a throne . Our readers will ...
290. oldal
... MOUNT HAYES , which is so remarkable that it should by no means be passed by . This is part of the record which the writer once made of his first acquaintance with that view , in company with the artist whose sketches are ... MOUNT HAYES,
... MOUNT HAYES , which is so remarkable that it should by no means be passed by . This is part of the record which the writer once made of his first acquaintance with that view , in company with the artist whose sketches are ... MOUNT HAYES,
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The White Hills: Their Legends, Landscape, and Poetry Thomas Starr King Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2019 |
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88. oldal - 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...
171. oldal - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
168. oldal - Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever.
58. oldal - The charming landscape which I saw this morning, is indubitably made up of some twenty or thirty farms. Miller owns this field, Locke that, and Manning the woodland beyond. But none of them owns the landscape. There is a property in the horizon which no man has but he whose eye can integrate all the parts, that is, the poet.
168. oldal - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory, Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer...
150. oldal - To find him in the valley; let the wild Lean-headed Eagles yelp alone, and leave The monstrous ledges there to slope, and spill Their thousand wreaths of dangling water-smoke, That like a broken purpose waste in air: So waste not thou; but come; for all the vales Await thee; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial...
89. oldal - And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace...
182. oldal - Give me health and a day, and I will make the pomp of emperors ridiculous.
161. oldal - Of old hast THOU laid the foundation of the earth : And the heavens are the work of thy hands. They shall perish, but THOU shalt endure : Yea, all of them shall wax old like a garment ; As a vesture shalt THOU change them, and they shall be changed : But THOU art the same, And thy years shall have no end.
171. oldal - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling ; And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel, With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, — And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river ; For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.