Country Pleasures: The Chronicle of a Year Chiefly in a GardenLongmans, Green, 1881 - 345 páginas |
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... miles over the dark fields . It was a fine thing to watch the sharp , arrowy flames darting out from the central mass like living creatures , as if in search of something to devour . When we went in- doors again we found the house ...
... miles over the dark fields . It was a fine thing to watch the sharp , arrowy flames darting out from the central mass like living creatures , as if in search of something to devour . When we went in- doors again we found the house ...
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... miles across country will take me at any time into their wildest and most unfrequented solitudes . By the railways , too , the edge of any part of the region may be reached in less than an hour . This rapidity of access is not ...
... miles across country will take me at any time into their wildest and most unfrequented solitudes . By the railways , too , the edge of any part of the region may be reached in less than an hour . This rapidity of access is not ...
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... miles away , from which the descent into Edale must begin , we struck boldly across the open moor ; ' but the rain got worse and worse , a cold wind began to rise , the ground was getting plashy under foot , and , most ominous of all ...
... miles away , from which the descent into Edale must begin , we struck boldly across the open moor ; ' but the rain got worse and worse , a cold wind began to rise , the ground was getting plashy under foot , and , most ominous of all ...
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... the county . We had such an evening as can only come after a day of heavy rain ; and being upon high ground we saw some thirty or forty miles of cham- paign country stretching beneath us - green meadows , dark 108 Country Pleasures .
... the county . We had such an evening as can only come after a day of heavy rain ; and being upon high ground we saw some thirty or forty miles of cham- paign country stretching beneath us - green meadows , dark 108 Country Pleasures .
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... miles , and passing an old water - driven mill , we come into a wild and narrow gorge , where there is a little fall , locally known as the ' Light Spout . ' Here the rock breaks through the turf , and the green is made more vivid by ...
... miles , and passing an old water - driven mill , we come into a wild and narrow gorge , where there is a little fall , locally known as the ' Light Spout . ' Here the rock breaks through the turf , and the green is made more vivid by ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
ancient Arran autumn beautiful beech birds bloom blossom blue Boggart boughs branches bright Brodick brown Christmas Church Stretton clear climb clouds Clough cold colour comes Corrie curious daffodils daisy dark deep Dunmail Raise edge eggs fall feel feet fern fire flower foxglove frost garden Glen Goatfell gone grass green grey grim rocks hawthorn Helvellyn hills holly John Clare Lamlash Lancashire lane lawn leaf leaves light Long Mynd look meadow miles mist moon moorland morning moss Moston mountain nest night o'clock once Pen-y-Gwryd pleasant poem pond purple rain rhododendrons rocks rose round scene season seemed seen side snow snowdrop soft spring stream summer sweet thing Thirlmere thou throstle trees usual village walk warm Watendlath weather week white-thorn wild willow willow-herb wind window winter wonder wood yellow
Passagens conhecidas
Página 202 - Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill...
Página 312 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of light His reign of peace upon the earth began...
Página 76 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
Página 48 - OH, TO BE in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England - now...
Página 54 - PANSIES, lilies, kingcups, daisies, Let them live upon their praises ; Long as there's a sun that sets, Primroses will have their glory ; Long as there are violets, They will have a place in story : There's a flower that shall be mine, 'Tis the little Celandine.
Página 313 - The time draws near the birth of Christ: The moon is hid; the night is still; The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist. Four voices of four hamlets round, From far and near, on mead and moor, Swell out and fail, as if a door Were shut between me and the sound...
Página 254 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Página 99 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays: Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers...
Página 319 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Página 127 - An' cranreuch cauld ! But Mousie, thou art no thy lane, In proving foresight may be vain; The best laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft agley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an