The Months: Illustrated by Pen and PencilReligious Tract Society, 1864 - 224 páginas |
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... mountains and unreal sky ! Wordsworth . CORN - FLOWERS . Noel Humphreys . 149 Standing , like Ruth , among the golden corn . Longfellow . SEPTEMBER SEPTEMBER . Moon of harvest ! herald mild Of plenty , rustic labour's child , Hail ! O ...
... mountains and unreal sky ! Wordsworth . CORN - FLOWERS . Noel Humphreys . 149 Standing , like Ruth , among the golden corn . Longfellow . SEPTEMBER SEPTEMBER . Moon of harvest ! herald mild Of plenty , rustic labour's child , Hail ! O ...
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... The rolling year Is full of Thee . Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks , Thy ten- derness and love . Wide - flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; B Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And.
... The rolling year Is full of Thee . Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks , Thy ten- derness and love . Wide - flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; B Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And.
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Illustrated by Pen and Pencil Months. Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense , and every heart , is joy . Then comes Thy glory in the Summer months With light and heat refulgent . Then Thy sun Shoots full ...
Illustrated by Pen and Pencil Months. Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense , and every heart , is joy . Then comes Thy glory in the Summer months With light and heat refulgent . Then Thy sun Shoots full ...
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... unknown to song - where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains , or his setting beam Flames on th ' Atlantic isles -- ' tis nought to me : Since God is ever present , ever felt , 5 In the void waste as in the city full ;
... unknown to song - where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains , or his setting beam Flames on th ' Atlantic isles -- ' tis nought to me : Since God is ever present , ever felt , 5 In the void waste as in the city full ;
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... mountains steep ; Silent is every warbler's lay , No more the bee hums through the day , Yet art thou fair in sleep . On all thy trees , on every bough , Thousands of crystals sparkle now , Where'er our eyes alight ; Firm on the ...
... mountains steep ; Silent is every warbler's lay , No more the bee hums through the day , Yet art thou fair in sleep . On all thy trees , on every bough , Thousands of crystals sparkle now , Where'er our eyes alight ; Firm on the ...
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Autumn beauty beneath birds blast bloom blossoms blow bough bowers bramble breath breeze bright buds busy song calm cheer clouds COWSLIP daisy dark deep delight doth E. M. Wimperis earth EARTH'S CHILDREN faded fair fall field flowers frost frost like ashes gale glad gleam glory glow-worm golden gorse green green days grove hath heart heaven hill hour HYMN leaf leaves light look Lord Mary Howitt moon morn mountains Nature night Noel Humphreys o'er pale praise Psalm rain RESURGAM rill rise Robert Barnes round RYDAL WATER Saviour bleed scene season shade shining shower silent sing sleep smile snow snowdrop soft song soul sound spirit Spring stars storm Summer sweet Sydney Dobell Thee thine things Thou art Thou hast thoughts trees unto vernal violets voice walk wave wild winds wing Winter withered wonder woods yellow
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Página 20 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Página 28 - Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it: Thou greatly enrichest it With the river of God, which is full of water : Thou preparest them corn, when thou hast so provided for it.
Página 91 - A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Página viii - And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night; and lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them, and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not, for behold I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people: for unto you is born this day, in the city of David, a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; ye shall find the babe wrapped...
Página 166 - THOU blossom bright with autumn dew, And colored with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end.
Página 37 - THE cock is crowing, The stream is flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter, The green field sleeps in the sun ; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest ; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising ; There are forty feeding like one ! Like an army defeated The Snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill...
Página 180 - THE poetry of earth is never dead : When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's...
Página 173 - In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief: Yet not unmeet it was that one, like that young friend of ourS) So gentle and so beautiful, should perish with the flowers.
Página 91 - Therefore on every morrow are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth, Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth Of noble natures, of the gloomy days, Of all the unhealthy and o'er-clarkened ways Made for our searching : yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits.