Alexander Wilson, Poet-naturalist: A Study of His Life with Selected PoemsNeale publishing Company, 1906 - 179 pàgines |
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Alexander Wilson, Poet-naturalist: A Study of His Life with Selected Poems James Southall Wilson Visualització completa - 1906 |
Alexander Wilson, Poet-naturalist: A Study of His Life with Selected Poems James Southall Wilson Visualització completa - 1906 |
Alexander Wilson, Poet-Naturalist; A Study of His Life with Selected Poems James Southall Wilson Previsualització no disponible - 2016 |
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Pàgina 161 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly...
Pàgina 158 - When all the gay scenes of the summer are o'er. And autumn slow enters so silent and sallow, And millions of warblers, that...
Pàgina 100 - My dear Audubon, what induces you to subscribe to this work? Your drawings are certainly far better; and again, you must know as much of the habits of American birds as this gentleman.
Pàgina 95 - I lanched into the stream, and soon winded away among the hills that every where enclose this noble river. The weather was warm and serene, and the river, like a mirror, except where floating masses of ice spotted its surface, and which required some care to steer clear of; but these, to my surprise, in less than a day's sailing, totally disappeared. Far from being concerned at my new situation, I felt my heart expand with joy at the novelties which surrounded me ; I listened with pleasure to the...
Pàgina 158 - And millions of warblers, that charmed us before. Have fled in the train of the sun-seeking swallow, — The bluebird, forsaken, yet true to his home, Still lingers, and looks for a milder to-morrow: Till, forced by the horrors of winter to roam. He sings his adieu in a lone note of sorrow.
Pàgina 123 - I set about drawing it that same evening, and all the while the pantings of its little heart showed it to be in the most extreme agonies of fear. I had intended to kill it, in order to fix it in the claws of a stuffed owl ; but happening to spill a few drops of water near where it was tied, it lapped it up with such eagerness, and looked in my face with such an eye of supplicating terror, as perfectly overcame me. I immediately untied it, and restored it to life and liberty. The agonies of a prisoner...
Pàgina 100 - He then bade me good morning, not, however, until I had made an arrangement to explore the woods in the vicinity along with him, and had promised to procure for him some birds, of which I had drawings in my collection, but which he had never seen.
Pàgina 159 - SOON as the sun, great ruler of the year, Bends to our northern clime his bright career, And from the caves of ocean calls from sleep The finny shoals and myriads of the deep ; When freezing tempests back to Greenland ride, And day and night the equal hours divide ; True to the season, o'er our sea-beat shore, The sailing osprcy high is seen to soar...
Pàgina 174 - Then her din grew less and less aye, " Haith I gart her change her tune ; " Now a better wife than Bessy " Never stept in leather shoon." " Try this, Watty— When ye see her " Raging like a roaring flood, " Swear that moment that ye'll lea' her ; " That's the way to keep her good." Laughing, sangs, and lasses' skirls, Echo'd now out-thro' the roof ; " Done ? " quo Pate, and syne his erls Nail'd the Dryster's wauked loof.
Pàgina 146 - Mulla's silver stream, Oft as he told of deadly, dolorous plight, Sigh'd as he sung, and did in tears indite ; For brandishing the rod, she doth begin To loose the brogues, the stripling's late delight ! And down they drop, appears his dainty skin, Fair as the furry coat of whitest ermilin.