The Rhyme and Reason of Country LifeG. P. Putnam, 1856 - 428 páginas |
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... mind , " says Schiller , " the beautiful scenery with which the Greeks were surrounded , and remember the opportunities possessed by a people living in so genial a cli- mate , of entering into the free enjoyment of the contemplation of ...
... mind , " says Schiller , " the beautiful scenery with which the Greeks were surrounded , and remember the opportunities possessed by a people living in so genial a cli- mate , of entering into the free enjoyment of the contemplation of ...
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... mind thus beheld the whole external world chiefly through the medium of human Art . An interesting and very striking instance of this pecu- liarity occurs in the Iliad ; no natural object which has a place in the poem - neither the sea ...
... mind thus beheld the whole external world chiefly through the medium of human Art . An interesting and very striking instance of this pecu- liarity occurs in the Iliad ; no natural object which has a place in the poem - neither the sea ...
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... minds open to such perceptions . The nineteenth Psalm , with the unequaled grandeur of its opening verses ; the twenty - third , with its pastoral sweetness ; the hundred and fourth , with the fullness of its natural pictures ; the ...
... minds open to such perceptions . The nineteenth Psalm , with the unequaled grandeur of its opening verses ; the twenty - third , with its pastoral sweetness ; the hundred and fourth , with the fullness of its natural pictures ; the ...
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... mind in one grateful picture , and force from our lips the fa- miliar invocation , " O all ye green things upon earth , bless ye the Lord ; praise him , and magnify him forever . " The most ancient writings of the world thus afford evi ...
... mind in one grateful picture , and force from our lips the fa- miliar invocation , " O all ye green things upon earth , bless ye the Lord ; praise him , and magnify him forever . " The most ancient writings of the world thus afford evi ...
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... minds of the people a deep impression of the goodness and majesty of the Divine Creator as revealed in his works . The Canticle of the Three Children , composed before the founda- tion of Rome , and which from the early ages of ...
... minds of the people a deep impression of the goodness and majesty of the Divine Creator as revealed in his works . The Canticle of the Three Children , composed before the founda- tion of Rome , and which from the early ages of ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
ALFRED TENNYSON amid autumn beams beauty BEN JONSON beneath birds Bishop of Dunkeld bloom blossoms blue boughs bowers breast breath bright buds charms cheerful clouds dance dark deep delight dost doth earth fair field flocks flowers forest fresh gale garden gentle GILES FLETCHER golden grass green Grongar Hill grove happy hast hath heart heaven hill hour hues JOHN CLARE lark leaf leaves light living look meadows mede merry morning mountain murmuring Nature never night nightingale nymph o'er plain pleasure poet purple rich rill ROBERT HERRICK rose round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shade showers sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spide storm stream summer sweet thee thine things thou art thought thrushes Translation trees unto vale valleys vernal violet voice wandering wave wild WILLIAM GILPIN wind wings winter woods youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 95 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Página 136 - I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Página 402 - Clear, placid Leman! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
Página 172 - GOD ALMIGHTY first planted a Garden. And indeed it is the purest of human pleasures. It is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
Página 207 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death!
Página 95 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Página 165 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Página 166 - Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; 0 listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Página 192 - This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Página 141 - TO BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast ? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile, To blush and gently smile, And go at last.