The perennial calendar, and companion to the almanack, revised and ed. [or rather written] by T. Forster |
Részletek a könyvből
1 - 5 találat összesen 100 találatból.
10. oldal
... fall of it : - All on a sudden now the cherished Fields Put on their winter Robe of purest white . ' Tis brightness all ; save where the new Snow melts Along the mazy Current . Low the Woods Bow their hoar head ; and , ere the languid ...
... fall of it : - All on a sudden now the cherished Fields Put on their winter Robe of purest white . ' Tis brightness all ; save where the new Snow melts Along the mazy Current . Low the Woods Bow their hoar head ; and , ere the languid ...
19. oldal
... fall soothing the Raven down ! - Comus . Besides giving a fictitious character to real birds and animals , the supernaturality and disposition to mysticize in mankind has peopled the elements with numerous creatures wholly imaginary ...
... fall soothing the Raven down ! - Comus . Besides giving a fictitious character to real birds and animals , the supernaturality and disposition to mysticize in mankind has peopled the elements with numerous creatures wholly imaginary ...
21. oldal
... fall prostrate as he passes up the church to a small chair and throne , temporarily erected beneath the chair of St. Peter . A solemn service is then performed , hosannas arise , and royal votarists and diplomatic devotees parade the ...
... fall prostrate as he passes up the church to a small chair and throne , temporarily erected beneath the chair of St. Peter . A solemn service is then performed , hosannas arise , and royal votarists and diplomatic devotees parade the ...
22. oldal
... fall the treasured snow , Or winds begun through hazy skies to blow , At evening a keen eastern breeze arose , And the descending rain unsullied froze . Soon as the silent shades of night withdrew , The ruddy Morn disclosed at once to ...
... fall the treasured snow , Or winds begun through hazy skies to blow , At evening a keen eastern breeze arose , And the descending rain unsullied froze . Soon as the silent shades of night withdrew , The ruddy Morn disclosed at once to ...
27. oldal
... Fall , torpid , on the frozen lawn- No more , in Spring , to greet the morn , Or build their nests in yonder thorn ! Loud howls the wind along the vale ! Shipwreck and death are in the gale ! Lorn , weary travellers , as they go , Are ...
... Fall , torpid , on the frozen lawn- No more , in Spring , to greet the morn , Or build their nests in yonder thorn ! Loud howls the wind along the vale ! Shipwreck and death are in the gale ! Lorn , weary travellers , as they go , Are ...
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
The Perennial Calendar, and Companion to the Almanack, Revised and Ed. [Or ... Thomas Ignatius M Forster Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2015 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
aestival Aldebaran alluded ancient appear April Arcturus August Autumn beautiful begin bells birds Bishop and Confessor blow blue Boötes bright Calendar called celebrated Ceres Christian Christmas church Climate of London clouds Cock cold colour Coltsfoot common Confessor constellation curious custom doth early earth Equiria fair FAUNA Faunus feast festival fire FLORA flowers garden goddess green head heaven Hesiod Holy honour hour Hyades HYGEIA July Jupiter King leaves light London March Martyr midheaven month Moon morning nature night November o'er observed Organ Orises Ovid particular persons Phrenology plants Pleiades poet Poppy rain reader right ascension rises Roman Calendar Romans Rome Rose round Saint Saturn says season seen sets song sort Spring stars storm Summer superstition Swallows sweet thee thou trees vernal Vesta Virgin weather wind Winter yellow
Népszerű szakaszok
206. oldal - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
164. oldal - There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
120. oldal - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets : As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Disasters in the sun, and the moist star, Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands, Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse...
172. oldal - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
218. oldal - Return, Alpheus; the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
231. oldal - Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock with lively din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before...
190. oldal - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep : All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night.
51. oldal - Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fu' o
572. oldal - Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone ; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone ; No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one ! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
641. oldal - Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night ' That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide...