Pictures of Country Life: And Summer Rambles in Green and Shady PlacesD. Bogue, 1847 - 363 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 63 találatból.
2. oldal
... face , as if entreating of her to re- member the living ; while Memory , with folded arms , was musing over the flowers that adorned the graves . To those who , like ourselves , are humble worshippers in the 2 RURAL CEMETERIES .
... face , as if entreating of her to re- member the living ; while Memory , with folded arms , was musing over the flowers that adorned the graves . To those who , like ourselves , are humble worshippers in the 2 RURAL CEMETERIES .
3. oldal
... flowers that grow above the graves possess a language which we endeavour to translate ; and we read in them many a fond memorial , and trace many a line of lingering affection , which , beneath a brown and barren mound of earth , would ...
... flowers that grow above the graves possess a language which we endeavour to translate ; and we read in them many a fond memorial , and trace many a line of lingering affection , which , beneath a brown and barren mound of earth , would ...
12. oldal
... flowers , or to erect a monument , would be at once like renouncing their unenviable belief . We know there are no lack of well - meaning persons , who will argue that it is sheer folly to bestow a thought upon the dead ; and that many ...
... flowers , or to erect a monument , would be at once like renouncing their unenviable belief . We know there are no lack of well - meaning persons , who will argue that it is sheer folly to bestow a thought upon the dead ; and that many ...
13. oldal
... human sob , nor can point out where the solitude dwells that has not echoed back a mortal sigh ; though every yard of earth may , in former ages , have been a grave , and not a flower blows without bearing RURAL CEMETERIES . 13.
... human sob , nor can point out where the solitude dwells that has not echoed back a mortal sigh ; though every yard of earth may , in former ages , have been a grave , and not a flower blows without bearing RURAL CEMETERIES . 13.
14. oldal
... flower blows without bearing in its root the doomed drops of Eden ; still we covet not a loneliness in death and who living would not sooner share immor- tality with his greatest enemy , rather than enter it alone ? Who would not rather ...
... flower blows without bearing in its root the doomed drops of Eden ; still we covet not a loneliness in death and who living would not sooner share immor- tality with his greatest enemy , rather than enter it alone ? Who would not rather ...
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amid amongst ancient beautiful Beckenham beneath beside blow boughs buried Burrows butcher called child cold cottage dark dead death deep earth Eltham Palace eyes face fancy farmer feel fields flowers forest gamekeeper garden gathered gipsy gold grave green grey old ash ground hand hanging head heard heart heaven hedge Heron hill hour Hubert Jael Lady Morton land lane light living look man-trap manor-house Mark Middleton merry merry England miles morning murder neighbouring never night old ash tree once osiers passed Penge Common poacher poor prison river river Trent road ruins Saint Saxby scene seemed seen shadow shadow waved Shakspere sheep sheep-shearing silent Skellingthorpe solemn sound spot stood stretched summer sunshine sweet tell thou thought toll-gate turned village voice walk whilst wife wild wind Winter's Tale woman woods young
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27. oldal - ... great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
6. oldal - ... bury me with my fathers in the cave that is in the field of Ephron the Hittite, in the cave that is in the field of Machpelah, which is before Mamre, in the land of Canaan, which Abraham bought with the field of Ephron the Hittite for a possession of a buryingplace. There they buried Abraham and Sarah his wife ; there they buried Isaac and Rebekah his wife ; and there I buried Leah.
24. oldal - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed. And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
101. oldal - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade...
56. oldal - Even here undone ! I was not much afeard ; for once or twice I was about to speak and tell him plainly, The selfsame sun that shines upon his court Hides not his visage from our cottage but Looks on alike.
203. oldal - Besides, the childhood of the day has kept, Against you come, some orient pearls unwept; Come and receive them while the light Hangs on the dew-locks of the night: And Titan on the eastern hill Retires himself, or else stands still Till you come forth. Wash, dress, be brief in praying: Few beads are best when once we go a-Maying.
258. oldal - Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal ; Ay, and since too, murthers have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear : the times have been, That when the brains were out the man would die, And there an end...
18. oldal - Who knows whether the best of men be known, or whether there be not more remarkable persons forgot, than any that stand remembered in the known account of time...
266. oldal - He drains the pump, from him the fagot burns ; From him the noisy hogs demand their food ; While at his heels run many a chirping brood, Or down his path in expectation stand, With equal claims upon his strewing hand. Thus wastes the morn, till each with pleasure sees The bustle o'er, and press'd the new-made cheese.
124. oldal - Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, And merrily hent the stile-a : A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a.