Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons, ...Mary Botham Howitt H. G. Bohn, 1854 - 567 oldal |
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6. oldal
... bodies , being found by experiment to be nothing more than small crystals of ice , capable of being resolved by heat into pure water . The principal difficulty in the theory is , that if frost be only the absence of heat , how comes it ...
... bodies , being found by experiment to be nothing more than small crystals of ice , capable of being resolved by heat into pure water . The principal difficulty in the theory is , that if frost be only the absence of heat , how comes it ...
12. oldal
... body from the grave ; o'er which Mixed with foul shades , and frighted ghosts , they howl . At this season also hares , forgetting their natural timidity , enter the gardens to browse on the cultivated vegetables , and leaving their ...
... body from the grave ; o'er which Mixed with foul shades , and frighted ghosts , they howl . At this season also hares , forgetting their natural timidity , enter the gardens to browse on the cultivated vegetables , and leaving their ...
13. oldal
... bodies , keeping them in a constant moderate temperature . Cows , with much ado , scratch up a few mouthfuls of grass ; but for their chief subsistence they must depend on the hay and other stores of the farm - yard . Early lambs and ...
... bodies , keeping them in a constant moderate temperature . Cows , with much ado , scratch up a few mouthfuls of grass ; but for their chief subsistence they must depend on the hay and other stores of the farm - yard . Early lambs and ...
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... endure the cold , than snails , is that their bodies are protected by a covering of slime , as the whale is with blubber , which prevents the escape of their animal heat . WINTER PASTIMES . 15 barn resounds with the flail , 14 JANUARY .
... endure the cold , than snails , is that their bodies are protected by a covering of slime , as the whale is with blubber , which prevents the escape of their animal heat . WINTER PASTIMES . 15 barn resounds with the flail , 14 JANUARY .
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... bodies , in order to afford some sort of shelter for the sheep which still remained alive . But these began by this time to suffer so much from want of food , that they tore one another's wool with their teeth . At the termination of ...
... bodies , in order to afford some sort of shelter for the sheep which still remained alive . But these began by this time to suffer so much from want of food , that they tore one another's wool with their teeth . At the termination of ...
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Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons: Exhibiting the Pleasures, Pursuits, and ... Mary Botham Howitt,John Aikin Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2015 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
amongst ancient animal aphides appear autumn beautiful bees begin birds blossoms blue boughs branches bright buds called Candlemas chaffinch Christmas church clouds cockchafer cold colour corn cowslip cuckoo custom dark delight Druids earth Easter egg eggs female festival fieldfare fields fire flowers forest frost garden grass green hath head hear heart heaven hedges hour insects labour lamb larvæ leaves light look marsh-marigold MARY HOWITT meadows merry Michaelmas misletoe month morning nature nest night nightingale o'er observed passing PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY plants Plough Monday poet quadrupeds queen Roman rose round Saxon says season seems seen sheep Shrove Tuesday sing skylark snow song species spring stars stream summer swallow sweet thee thou torpid trees voice walk weather whole wild WILLIAM HOWITT wind wings winter woods yellow young
Népszerű szakaszok
216. oldal - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
209. oldal - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower.
209. oldal - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
147. oldal - Thrice welcome, darling of the spring; Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing; A voice, a mystery...
105. oldal - ... Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee : A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company : I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought : For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude ; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with...
105. oldal - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
64. oldal - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take; learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; learn from the beasts the physic of the field; thy arts of building from the bee receive ; learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave ; learn of the little nautilus to sail, spread the thin oar and catch the driving gale.
210. oldal - We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
548. oldal - And should my youth, as youth is apt, I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities I day by day Would wear away, Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the Holly tree.
90. oldal - It is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before. The red-breast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And grass in the green field.