The Annals of My Village: Being a Calendar of Nature, for Every Month in the YearJ. Hatchard, 1831 - 362 pàgines |
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... morning was cold and clear , but the sun shone bright , and not a cloud flitted across the heavens . The little river flowed over its rocky bed , and on either side , the spreading branches of the oak , the elm , and birch , had ...
... morning was cold and clear , but the sun shone bright , and not a cloud flitted across the heavens . The little river flowed over its rocky bed , and on either side , the spreading branches of the oak , the elm , and birch , had ...
Pàgina 62
... chosen for herself a lodge in some hollow tree , she has more of life's content- ment than when she moved up and down in the busy haunts of restless mortals . And when in the bright clear mornings the winds have ANNALS OF MY VILLAGE .
... chosen for herself a lodge in some hollow tree , she has more of life's content- ment than when she moved up and down in the busy haunts of restless mortals . And when in the bright clear mornings the winds have ANNALS OF MY VILLAGE .
Pàgina 63
... mornings the winds have ceased their contention , and this boding bird hushed her complaining voice , I walk through the mossy lanes that surround my quiet dwelling , the brimstone butterfly , ( gonepteryx rhamni , ) the deceptive ...
... mornings the winds have ceased their contention , and this boding bird hushed her complaining voice , I walk through the mossy lanes that surround my quiet dwelling , the brimstone butterfly , ( gonepteryx rhamni , ) the deceptive ...
Pàgina 66
... morning , to observe that the whole forest has burst into greenness and luxuriance . We speak of the miracles of nature , but this is only another name for an effect of which the cause is God . He folds up the tender germ in its rus ...
... morning , to observe that the whole forest has burst into greenness and luxuriance . We speak of the miracles of nature , but this is only another name for an effect of which the cause is God . He folds up the tender germ in its rus ...
Pàgina 98
... morning , too , if a wane - cloud is above , or across the sun , there is always rain before the evening : " For if he rise unwilling to his race , Clouds on his brow , and lines across his face ; Or if through mists he shoots his ...
... morning , too , if a wane - cloud is above , or across the sun , there is always rain before the evening : " For if he rise unwilling to his race , Clouds on his brow , and lines across his face ; Or if through mists he shoots his ...
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The Annals of My Village: Being a Calendar of Nature, for Every Month in the ... Mary Roberts Visualització completa - 1831 |
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Pàgina 189 - Upon whose grassless floor of red-brown hue, By sheddings from the pining umbrage tinged Perennially — beneath whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose decked With unrejoicing berries — ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide ; Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight ; Death the Skeleton And Time the Shadow...
Pàgina 1 - Than those of age ; thy forehead wrapt in clouds, A leafless branch thy sceptre, and thy throne A sliding car indebted to no wheels, But urged by storms along its slippery way ; I love thee, all unlovely as thou seemest, And dreaded as thou art.
Pàgina 240 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while over head the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Pàgina 42 - Give ye ear, and hear my voice ; hearken, and hear my speech. Doth the plowman plow all day to sow? doth he open and break the clods of his ground? When he hath made plain the face thereof, doth he not cast abroad the fitches, and scatter the cummin, and cast in the principal wheat and the appointed barley and the rye in their place? For his God doth instruct him to discretion, and doth teach him.
Pàgina 115 - A bird's nest. Mark it well ! — within, without ; No tool had he that wrought — no knife to cut, No nail to fix — no bodkin to insert — No glue to join ; his little beak was all. And yet how neatly finished ! What nice hand. With every implement and means of art, And twenty years...
Pàgina 258 - TwAs a lovely thought to mark the hours, As they floated in light away, By the opening and the folding flowers, That laugh to the summer's day.
Pàgina 330 - Through the still night, incessant, heavy, strong, And seizes Nature fast. It freezes on; Till morn, late rising o'er the drooping world, Lifts her pale eye unjoyous.
Pàgina 189 - There is a Yew-tree, pride of Lorton Vale, Which to this day stands single, in the midst Of its own darkness, as it stood of yore : Not loth to furnish weapons for the bands Of Umfraville or Percy ere they marched To Scotland's heaths ; or those that crossed the sea And drew their sounding bows at Azincour, Perhaps at earlier Crecy, or Poictiers.
Pàgina 189 - But worthier still of note Are those fraternal Four of Borrowdale, Joined in one solemn and capacious grove; Huge trunks! and each particular trunk a growth Of intertwisted fibres serpentine Up-coiling, and inveterately convolved...
Pàgina 161 - O God, O good beyond compare, If thus thy meaner works are fair, If thus thy bounties gild the span Of ruined earth and sinful man, How glorious must the mansion be Where thy redeemed shall dwell with Thee.