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
... swain , the white - winged plover wheels Her sounding flight , and then directly on In long excursion skims the level lawn , To tempt him from her nest . The wild duck hence , O'er the rough moss , and o'er the trackless waste The heath ...
... swain , the white - winged plover wheels Her sounding flight , and then directly on In long excursion skims the level lawn , To tempt him from her nest . The wild duck hence , O'er the rough moss , and o'er the trackless waste The heath ...
עמוד 15
... swain , With spotted wings like peacock's train , And , laughing , lope to a tree ; His gilden quiver at his back , And silver bow which was but slack , Which lightly he bent at me : That seeing , I levelled again , And shot at.
... swain , With spotted wings like peacock's train , And , laughing , lope to a tree ; His gilden quiver at his back , And silver bow which was but slack , Which lightly he bent at me : That seeing , I levelled again , And shot at.
עמוד 17
... swain . Where were ye , nymphs ! when Daphnis pined away , Where through his Tempé Peneus loved to stray , Or Pindus lifts himself ? Ye were not here- Where broad Anapus flows or Acis 2 clear , Or where tall Etna looks out on the main ...
... swain . Where were ye , nymphs ! when Daphnis pined away , Where through his Tempé Peneus loved to stray , Or Pindus lifts himself ? Ye were not here- Where broad Anapus flows or Acis 2 clear , Or where tall Etna looks out on the main ...
עמוד 20
... swain Who turns the fallow soil beside the main ; Or who , remote from billowy ocean's gales , Tills the rich glebe of inland - winding vales . Plough naked 2 still , and naked sow the soil , And naked reap ; if kindly to thy toil Thou ...
... swain Who turns the fallow soil beside the main ; Or who , remote from billowy ocean's gales , Tills the rich glebe of inland - winding vales . Plough naked 2 still , and naked sow the soil , And naked reap ; if kindly to thy toil Thou ...
עמוד 23
... swain , From shady booths , from morning sleep refrain . Now , in the fervor of the harvest - day , When the strong sun dissolves the frame away , Now haste afield ; now bind thy sheafy corn , And earn thy food by rising with the morn ...
... swain , From shady booths , from morning sleep refrain . Now , in the fervor of the harvest - day , When the strong sun dissolves the frame away , Now haste afield ; now bind thy sheafy corn , And earn thy food by rising with the morn ...
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
arms beauty behold beneath birds bless blest bloom bosom boughs breast breath brow busk Ceres charms cheerful chyle clouds courser deep delight dread Dryads e'en earth ECLOGUE ELSPA fair fear fields flame flocks flood flowers forest frae fruits Gaul Georgic give glebe grace green Grongar Hill groves hand happy head hear heart heaven hills labor land lawn light live maun mind morn mountains muse Naiad Nature Nature's night numbers nymphs o'er pain peace plain plant pleasure plough praise pride race rage rapture rich rills rise rocks round rural scene shade sheep shepherd shine shrubs sigh Silurian sing skies smile soft soil song soon soul spread spring strains stream swain sweet swell taste tempest Theana thee thine thou toil trees trembling vale Virgil wandering wave wild wind 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!