Sylvan sketches; or, A companion to the park and the shrubbery, by the author of the Flora domestica1825 - 408 pàgines |
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Pàgina xvii
... sweet affections which are ever attendant on simplicity and nature * . " His daughter is afterwards described as visiting this tree alone , for the first time , after an absence of some months , during which she had lost her father . 66 ...
... sweet affections which are ever attendant on simplicity and nature * . " His daughter is afterwards described as visiting this tree alone , for the first time , after an absence of some months , during which she had lost her father . 66 ...
Pàgina xx
... Sweet influences trembled o'er his frame ; And he , with many feelings , many thoughts , Made up a meditative joy , and found Religious meanings in the forms of nature ! And so , his senses gradually wrapt In a half sleep , he dreams of ...
... Sweet influences trembled o'er his frame ; And he , with many feelings , many thoughts , Made up a meditative joy , and found Religious meanings in the forms of nature ! And so , his senses gradually wrapt In a half sleep , he dreams of ...
Pàgina xxi
... Sweet springs in which a thousand nymphs did play ; Soft rumbling brooks that gentle slumber drew ; High - reared mounts , the lands about to view ; Low - looking dales , disloigned from common gaze ; Delightful bowers , to solace ...
... Sweet springs in which a thousand nymphs did play ; Soft rumbling brooks that gentle slumber drew ; High - reared mounts , the lands about to view ; Low - looking dales , disloigned from common gaze ; Delightful bowers , to solace ...
Pàgina xxii
... sweet , but there it might be found To bud out fair , and throw her sweet smells all around . No tree whose branches did not bravely spring ; No branch whereon a fine bird did not sit ; No bird but did her shrill notes sweetly sing ; No ...
... sweet , but there it might be found To bud out fair , and throw her sweet smells all around . No tree whose branches did not bravely spring ; No branch whereon a fine bird did not sit ; No bird but did her shrill notes sweetly sing ; No ...
Pàgina xxiii
... sweet teen , As it an earthly paradise had been : In whose enclosed shadow there was pight A fair pavilion , scarcely to be seen , The which was all within most richly dight , That greatest princes living it mote well delight . Thither ...
... sweet teen , As it an earthly paradise had been : In whose enclosed shadow there was pight A fair pavilion , scarcely to be seen , The which was all within most richly dight , That greatest princes living it mote well delight . Thither ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 70 - So on he fares, and to the border comes Of Eden, where delicious Paradise, Now nearer, crowns with her enclosure green, As with a rural mound, the champain head Of a steep wilderness, whose hairy sides With thicket overgrown, grotesque and wild, Access denied...
Pàgina 70 - That landscape; and of pure, now purer air Meets his approach, and to the heart inspires Vernal delight and joy, able to drive All sadness but despair.
Pàgina 149 - Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings that fear their subjects
Pàgina 150 - Come, my Corinna, come ! and, coming, mark How each field turns a street, each street a park Made green, and trimmed with trees ; see how Devotion gives each house a bough, Or branch; each porch, each door, ere this An ark, a tabernacle is, Made up of white thorn neatly interwove ; As if here were those cooler shades of love.
Pàgina 71 - Thus saith the Lord GOD; I will also take of the highest branch of the high cedar, and will set it ; I will crop off from the top of his young twigs a tender one, and will plant it upon an high mountain and eminent...
Pàgina 71 - Thou preparedst room before it, And didst cause it to take deep root, and it filled the land. The hills were covered with the shadow of it, And the boughs thereof were like the goodly cedars. She sent out her boughs unto the sea, And her branches unto the river.
Pàgina 404 - 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 xxxiii - Till body up to spirit work, in bounds Proportioned to each kind. So from the root Springs lighter the green stalk, from thence the leaves More airy, last the bright consummate flower Spirits odorous breathes...
Pàgina xxxvi - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renowned, But such as at this day to Indians known In Malabar or Deccan spreads her arms Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillared shade High overarched, and echoing walks between...
Pàgina 79 - Bear me, Pomona ! to thy citron groves ; To where the lemon and the piercing lime, With the deep orange, glowing through the green, Their lighter glories blend. Lay me reclin'd Beneath the spreading tamarind that shakes, Fann'd by the breeze, its fever-cooling fruit.