English country life, by Martingale1843 - 80 oldal |
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abounds amid ancient attired attractive Banker beams beauty behold bird of night birds blessings bosom breath Bridle Road bright by-gone character charm Châteaubriand Chaucer cheerful clouds cottage countless course dark deep delightful distant drooping earth effeminacy enjoyment Faerie Queene fair fair brow feeling Ferry flower foliage Footpaths gentle gloom gush hamlet hand harmonious heart heaven Hedger and Ditcher humble John Tomkins labours Lamennais land localities matchless melody ment merry mind murmur mute night object Old Ford Old Green Lanes onwards pass peaceful peculiar perfect pleasant Plutarch poor law unions possess quiet racter repose RICHARD BENTLEY rill river rural scene seems sleep snug solemn song sorrow soul sound spirit splendour spot spread Stile stranger stream striking summer sweet thorn trees thou thought Thresher throw tion toil Trinity College true truth uncon valley Village Bells waters weary winds wing wood woodland
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142. oldal - For it is written in the law of Moses, Thou shalt not muzzle the mouth of the ox that treadeth out the corn.
145. oldal - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
178. oldal - Not marble nor the gilded monuments Of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn. And broils root out the work of masonry.
173. oldal - I AM the rose of Sharon, And the lily of the valleys. As the lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
111. oldal - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage, And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to- the wild ocean.
88. oldal - Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, The shooting stars attend thee, And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee. No...
33. oldal - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
145. oldal - Such an act, That blurs the grace and blush of modesty; Calls virtue, hypocrite; takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love, And sets a blister there; makes marriage vows As false as dicers...
240. oldal - Time goes by turns, and chances change by course, From foul to fair, from better hap to worse. The sea of Fortune doth not ever flow ; She draws her favours to the lowest ebb ; Her tides have equal times to come and go; Her loom doth...
32. oldal - The cheerful Sabbath bells, wherever heard, Strike pleasant on the sense, most like the voice Of one, who from the far-off hills proclaims Tidings of good to Zion: chiefly when Their piercing tones fall sudden on the ear Of the contemplant, solitary man, Whom thoughts abstruse or high have chanced to lure Forth from the walks of men, revolving oft, And oft again, hard matter, which eludes And baffles his pursuit — thought-sick and tired Of controversy, where no end appears, No clue to his research,...