Pictures of Country Life: And Summer Rambles in Green and Shady PlacesD. Bogue, 1847 - 363 oldal |
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3. oldal
... sounds through the echoing chambers of the dead . Around a rural cemetery there hangs a silence more befitting the solemnity of death , -the few sounds that fall upon the ear are neither jarring nor dissonant ; there is a lulling mur ...
... sounds through the echoing chambers of the dead . Around a rural cemetery there hangs a silence more befitting the solemnity of death , -the few sounds that fall upon the ear are neither jarring nor dissonant ; there is a lulling mur ...
7. oldal
... sound of the city disturbs the quietude of those plains ; the beautiful daughters of the patriarchs lead forth their flocks and herds to the wells of water ; rich pasture lands , bordered with trees , stretch for miles away ; green ...
... sound of the city disturbs the quietude of those plains ; the beautiful daughters of the patriarchs lead forth their flocks and herds to the wells of water ; rich pasture lands , bordered with trees , stretch for miles away ; green ...
14. oldal
... sound of the last trumpet , and start up with the great army of the dead , than awake in the wilderness , where only the boom of the bittern could be heard ? Who would wish to be the last man left upon a fast - sinking wreck , in the ...
... sound of the last trumpet , and start up with the great army of the dead , than awake in the wilderness , where only the boom of the bittern could be heard ? Who would wish to be the last man left upon a fast - sinking wreck , in the ...
16. oldal
... sound of their " sweet harpings , " without sending the gushing music back again to earth : what floats around us , is all that is left of their immortality . Let us , then , not envy heaven , nor wish to thin those holy ranks of its ...
... sound of their " sweet harpings , " without sending the gushing music back again to earth : what floats around us , is all that is left of their immortality . Let us , then , not envy heaven , nor wish to thin those holy ranks of its ...
27. oldal
... sound of the surrounding trees , we seemed to catch whispers that came from a far - off land , notes sweetly mournful , that reach the ear unaware , making us doubt whether they linger in the air , or are freed from the prison- house of ...
... sound of the surrounding trees , we seemed to catch whispers that came from a far - off land , notes sweetly mournful , that reach the ear unaware , making us doubt whether they linger in the air , or are freed from the prison- house of ...
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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.