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" I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild-brier rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. "
The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal - 282. oldal
1828
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The works of Robert Burns; with an account of his life, and a ..., 2. kötet

Robert Burns - 1800 - 520 oldal
...flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the harebell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I VOL. ii. P never never hear the loud, solitary whistle of the curlew, in a summer noon, or the wild...

The Monthly Visitor, and Entertaining Pocket Companion, 12. kötet

1801 - 452 oldal
...which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier- roe, the budding-birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over...summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey-plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like, the enthusiasm of devotion,...

Censura Literaria: Containing Titles, Abstracts, and Opinions of ..., 1-2. kötet

Sir Egerton Brydges - 1805 - 908 oldal
...flowers in spring, among which are the mountain -daisy, the harebell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I...hang over with particular delight. I never hear the loiul solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey...

The Prosaic Garland: Consisting of Upwards of Two-hundred Pieces Selected ...

John Evans - 1807 - 318 oldal
...which are the mountain-daisy the hare bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier, rose, the bndding-birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I never hear the lond solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixed cadence of a troop of grey-plovers...

Select Reviews, and Spirit of the Foreign Magazines, 2. kötet

Enos Bronson - 1809 - 458 oldal
...in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the liare -bell, the fox-glove, the wild brierrose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I...summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion...

The Edinburgh Review, 13. kötet

1809 - 530 oldal
...flowers in spring; among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I...over with particular delight. I never hear the loud, solhary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover...

Select Reviews, 2. kötet

1809 - 448 oldal
...fox-glove, the wild hrierrosc, the hudding hirch, and the hoary Iiuwthnrn, that I view and hangover with particular delight. I never hear the loud, solitary...summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of (fray plover in an autumnal momiii£T« without feeling an elevation of soul Tike the enthusiasm of...

The Works of Robert Burns;: General correspondance; including pieces of ...

Robert Burns - 1820 - 526 oldal
...flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the harebell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I...view and hang over with particular delight. I never never hear the loud, solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of...

Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the Almanack

1829 - 466 oldal
...wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and bang over with peculiar delight, I never hear the loud, solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer morn, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover, in an autumnal morning, without feeling...

Life of Robert Burns

John Gibson Lockhart - 1830 - 340 oldal
...flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the harebell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I...view and hang over with particular delight. I never heard the loud, solitary whistle of the curlew, in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop...




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