The Rural Poetry of the English Language: Illustrating the Seasons and Months of the Year, Their Changes, Employments, Lessons, and PleasuresJ.P. Jewett and Company, 1856 - 544 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 100
עמוד 10
... never works in vain . " T is on some evening , sunny , grateful , mild , [ woods , When naught but balm is breathing through the With yellow lustre bright , that the new tribes Visit the spacious heavens , and look abroad On Nature's ...
... never works in vain . " T is on some evening , sunny , grateful , mild , [ woods , When naught but balm is breathing through the With yellow lustre bright , that the new tribes Visit the spacious heavens , and look abroad On Nature's ...
עמוד 29
... never wander where the bordering reeds O'erlook the muddy stream , whose tangling weeds Perplex the fisher ; I nor choose to bear The thievish nightly net , nor barbéd spear ; Nor drain I ponds the golden carp to take , Nor troll for ...
... never wander where the bordering reeds O'erlook the muddy stream , whose tangling weeds Perplex the fisher ; I nor choose to bear The thievish nightly net , nor barbéd spear ; Nor drain I ponds the golden carp to take , Nor troll for ...
עמוד 31
... never feels the spleen's imagined pains , Nor melancholy stagnates in her veins ; She never loses life in thoughtless ease , Nor on the velvet couch invites disease ; Her homespun dress in simple neatness lies , And for no glaring ...
... never feels the spleen's imagined pains , Nor melancholy stagnates in her veins ; She never loses life in thoughtless ease , Nor on the velvet couch invites disease ; Her homespun dress in simple neatness lies , And for no glaring ...
עמוד 33
... never do so . The second shoote had the wighty yeoman , He shot within the garland : But Robin he shot far better than he , For he clave the good pricke - wande . A blessing upon thy heart , he said ; Good fellow , thy shooting is good ...
... never do so . The second shoote had the wighty yeoman , He shot within the garland : But Robin he shot far better than he , For he clave the good pricke - wande . A blessing upon thy heart , he said ; Good fellow , thy shooting is good ...
עמוד 34
... never the use in our countryè One's shrift another should hear . But Robin pulled forth an Irish knife , And loosed John hand and foot , And gave him Sir Guy's bow in his hand , And bade it be his boote . Then John he took Guy's bow in ...
... never the use in our countryè One's shrift another should hear . But Robin pulled forth an Irish knife , And loosed John hand and foot , And gave him Sir Guy's bow in his hand , And bade it be his boote . Then John he took Guy's bow in ...
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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
The Rural Poetry of the English Language <span dir=ltr>Joseph William Jenks</span> תצוגה מקדימה מוגבלת - 2023 |
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
arms beauty behold beneath birds bloom bosom boughs breast breath brow busk Ceres charms cheerful chyle clouds courser death deep delight dread Dryads e'en earth ELSPA Eurus fair fate fear fields flame flocks flood flowers forest frae fruits Gaul Georgic give glebe glow grace green Grongar Hill grove hand happy heart heaven hills labor land light live maun mind morn mountains muse MUSIDORA Naiad Nature Nature's night numbers nymphs o'er pain peace plain plant pleasure plough praise pride race rage rapture reign rich rills rise rocks round rural scene shade sheep shepherd shine shrubs Silurian sing skies smile soft soil song soon soul spread spring strains stream swain sweet swelling taste tempest tender Theana thee thine thou toil trees trembling vale virtue wandering wave wild winds wings Winter woods yield youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 235 - Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learned to stray ; Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
עמוד 78 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
עמוד 237 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And, singing, startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
עמוד 240 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer : Who would not sing for Lycidas ? he knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme ; He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind Without the meed of some melodious tear.
עמוד 239 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine ; Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage. But O, sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower ? Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek.
עמוד 37 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
עמוד 365 - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...
עמוד 238 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
עמוד 237 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
עמוד 464 - God ! sing ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice ! Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God!