Perennial FlowersMunroe and Francis, 1843 - 172 páginas |
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... winds in that beechen tree ; There's a smile on the fruit , and a smile on the flower , And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea . And look at the broad - faced sun , how he smiles On the dewy earth that smiles in his ray , On ...
... winds in that beechen tree ; There's a smile on the fruit , and a smile on the flower , And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea . And look at the broad - faced sun , how he smiles On the dewy earth that smiles in his ray , On ...
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... wind blows cool ; the scented ground Is breathing odors on the gale . Mid yon rich clouds ' voluptuous pile , Methinks some spirit of the air Might rest to gaze below awhile , Then turn to bathe and revel there . The sun breaks forth ...
... wind blows cool ; the scented ground Is breathing odors on the gale . Mid yon rich clouds ' voluptuous pile , Methinks some spirit of the air Might rest to gaze below awhile , Then turn to bathe and revel there . The sun breaks forth ...
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... winds cheerlessly blow ; If a green little plant dares to peep forth its head , It straightway is covered with snow . In the midst of the storm from which we all shrink , How blithely the snow bird is hopping ; So tiny , it seems that ...
... winds cheerlessly blow ; If a green little plant dares to peep forth its head , It straightway is covered with snow . In the midst of the storm from which we all shrink , How blithely the snow bird is hopping ; So tiny , it seems that ...
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... Wind from the sight in brightness , and are lost Among the crowded pillars . Raise thine eye- Thou seest no cavern roof , no palace vault ; There the blue sky and the white drifting cloud Look in . Again the wildered fancy dreams Of ...
... Wind from the sight in brightness , and are lost Among the crowded pillars . Raise thine eye- Thou seest no cavern roof , no palace vault ; There the blue sky and the white drifting cloud Look in . Again the wildered fancy dreams Of ...
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... ll take my way ; I will not go like that blustering train , The wind and the snow , the hail and the rain , Who make so much bustle and noise in vain : But I'll be as busy as they . Then he flew to the mountain , and powdered its 46.
... ll take my way ; I will not go like that blustering train , The wind and the snow , the hail and the rain , Who make so much bustle and noise in vain : But I'll be as busy as they . Then he flew to the mountain , and powdered its 46.
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Palavras e frases frequentes
amaranthine ANCIENT GREECE ANDREW MARVELL angel art thou beams beautiful bends beneath birds BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE blessed bloom breast breath bright brow bucket cheek child clouds dark dear death deep didst dost dream DYING SWAN e'en earth eyes face fair Fairy father flowers forest FRINGED GENTIAN gaze gentle glad gleam glide glow grave green hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill holy hour kiss land leaves light lonely look MARY HOWITT moon morning mother mountain murmur ne'er night nursling o'er old oaken bucket pilgrim play prayer rest rill roam rose round Sabbath shade shed shine sight silent singing sleep smile snow song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars sweet SWEET AUBURN SWEET DAY tears thee thine thou art thoughts toil tree Twas unto voice wandering waves whispered wild wind WIND-FLOWER woods WORDSWORTH
Passagens conhecidas
Página 44 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistening with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Página 32 - Whither, 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 16 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and. beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash...
Página 67 - Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ? " " How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they? I pray you tell.
Página 55 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme, — How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed ; How He who, bore in heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head...
Página 158 - ... from the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it, with hands that were glowing ! And quick to the white-pebbled bottom it fell ; Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness, it rose from the well; The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, arose from the well.
Página 103 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise : He needs must think of her once more How in the grave she lies, And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Página 102 - And children coming home from school, Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor.
Página 32 - There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Página 44 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung...