The Scenery-shower, with Word-paintings of the Beautiful, the Picturesque, and the Grand in Nature ...W.D. Ticknor & Company, 1844 - 119 páginas |
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... Fence- lines - Open Roads - Ways through 29 Woods , VI . A Domiciliary Spectacle , VII . Rocks and Cliffs , VIII . Hills and Vales , IX . Trees , • X. Colors of Vegetation ,. XI . Waters , . • XII . Scenery around Water , XIII . An ...
... Fence- lines - Open Roads - Ways through 29 Woods , VI . A Domiciliary Spectacle , VII . Rocks and Cliffs , VIII . Hills and Vales , IX . Trees , • X. Colors of Vegetation ,. XI . Waters , . • XII . Scenery around Water , XIII . An ...
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... Fence- lines - Open Roads — Ways through 29 Woods , VI . A Domiciliary Spectacle , . 33 VII . Rocks and Cliffs , VIII . Hills and Vales , 36 42 IX . Trees , X. Colors of Vegetation , XI . Waters ,. XII . Scenery around Water , XIII . An ...
... Fence- lines - Open Roads — Ways through 29 Woods , VI . A Domiciliary Spectacle , . 33 VII . Rocks and Cliffs , VIII . Hills and Vales , 36 42 IX . Trees , X. Colors of Vegetation , XI . Waters ,. XII . Scenery around Water , XIII . An ...
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... fence at one end and a cliff at the other , if we remember , and on each side a grove , walling it up with thick- set trunks all regularly round , and overtowered by interlapping foliage . We made them gaze at the spectacle till they ...
... fence at one end and a cliff at the other , if we remember , and on each side a grove , walling it up with thick- set trunks all regularly round , and overtowered by interlapping foliage . We made them gaze at the spectacle till they ...
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... There is a real picture - like beauty in this as contrasted with the planted borders or the plain herbage through which it passes . There is moreover the fence around ; it matters not if it be 24 THE SCENERY - SHOWER ,
... There is a real picture - like beauty in this as contrasted with the planted borders or the plain herbage through which it passes . There is moreover the fence around ; it matters not if it be 24 THE SCENERY - SHOWER ,
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Warren Burton. the fence around ; it matters not if it be a rough , broken stone wall , or of rudest boards or bars , all askant with age and neglect . Their odd shapes , careless positions , patches of moss , and old weather - stains ...
Warren Burton. the fence around ; it matters not if it be a rough , broken stone wall , or of rudest boards or bars , all askant with age and neglect . Their odd shapes , careless positions , patches of moss , and old weather - stains ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
admiration amid Andrews Norton Autumn azure bard beauty beholding beneath blue breeze bright canopy carpet CHAPTER charm cliffs cloud cut river deep delicate discipline distance earth fancy fences fleece foliage Franconia Notch gaze geant genius glory glows grace grandeur green grey heart heaven herbage hill horizon hues infinite inner temple interest landscape leap lift light look loveliness magnificence morning mountains ness objects observed painted pastime pause peculiar pencil perceptions perfect perhaps picture picturesque pleasure poet present rainbows repose rich rill rock rolling deep romance round scene scenery SCENERY-SHOWER scenic scud shades sight snow sort soul specta spectacle spirit spread stand stand up tall stars stateliness streams sweet sweet dreams tacle taste thee Thou tillage tion trees ture twilight Vales vapor verdure Wachusett Mountains waking dream wall WARREN BURTON Widener Library wild winter witchery wood word-paintings WORDSWORTH
Passagens conhecidas
Página 19 - 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 1 - Heaven In every breast hath sown these early seeds Of love and admiration, yet in vain, Without fair Culture's kind parental aid...
Página 11 - The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom, Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn, And living as if earth contain'd no tomb,— And glowing into day...
Página 23 - The sooty films that play upon the bars Pendulous, and foreboding in the view Of superstition prophesying still Though still deceived, some stranger's near approach.
Página 13 - Beauty — a living presence of the earth, Surpassing the most fair ideal forms Which craft of delicate spirits hath composed From earth's materials — waits upon my steps ; Pitches her tents before me as I move, An hourly neighbour.
Página 41 - Earth has not a plain So boundless or so beautiful as thine ; The eagle's vision cannot take it in : The lightning's wing, too weak to sweep its space, Sinks half-way o'er it like a wearied bird : It is the mirror of the stars, where all Their hosts within the concave firmament, Gay marching to the music of the spheres, Can see themselves at once.
Página 26 - Of mountain torrents ; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven, received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
Página 41 - Thou tak'st thy moods and wear'st her colours on Thy faithful bosom ; morning's milky white, Noon's sapphire, or the saffron glow of eve ; And all thy balmier hours, fair Element, Have such divine complexion — crisped smiles, Luxuriant heavings, and sweet whisperings, That little is the wonder Love's own Queen From thee of old was fabled to have sprung...
Página 50 - THE NEW MOON. WHEN, as the garish day is done, Heaven burns with the descended sun, 'Tis passing sweet to mark, Amid that flush of crimson light, The new moon's modest bow grow bright, As earth and sky grow dark. Few are the hearts too cold to feel A thrill of gladness o'er them steal, When first the wandering eye Sees faintly, in the evening blaze, That glimmering curve of tender rays Just planted in the sky. The sight...