Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the AlmanackSherwood, Gilbert and Piper, 1832 |
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Pagina 36
MARCH . The stormy March has come at last , With wind , and cloud , and changing skies . Bryant . The third month , previous to the time of Numa Pom- pilius , was the first month of the year , and received its name of Martius from ...
MARCH . The stormy March has come at last , With wind , and cloud , and changing skies . Bryant . The third month , previous to the time of Numa Pom- pilius , was the first month of the year , and received its name of Martius from ...
Pagina 52
... wind . " Another characteristic anecdote is told of the celebrated Curran , who , it seems being personally unknown to him , had visited Mr. Abernethy several times , without having had an opportunity of fully explaining ( as he thought ) ...
... wind . " Another characteristic anecdote is told of the celebrated Curran , who , it seems being personally unknown to him , had visited Mr. Abernethy several times , without having had an opportunity of fully explaining ( as he thought ) ...
Pagina 61
... winds , -and peace , - Wherein the silent , golden hours Unrack'd should lapse , -nor cease Eternally to bless : - But lo ! the lake Did , as I gaz'd , its quietude forsake ; — I mark'd its bosom swell , and waves increase , Which ...
... winds , -and peace , - Wherein the silent , golden hours Unrack'd should lapse , -nor cease Eternally to bless : - But lo ! the lake Did , as I gaz'd , its quietude forsake ; — I mark'd its bosom swell , and waves increase , Which ...
Pagina 69
... wind replying , And the brave young knight on his charger springs , With his banner beside him flying . He waves an adieu to the distant vale , Where his childhood's home reposes , And the beautiful skies of morning hail The flush of ...
... wind replying , And the brave young knight on his charger springs , With his banner beside him flying . He waves an adieu to the distant vale , Where his childhood's home reposes , And the beautiful skies of morning hail The flush of ...
Pagina 109
... on the faithless and fading flowers That take the south wind's wing ! Such craven blooms I hold in scorn- The holly's the wreath for a Christmas morn . Its berries are red as a maiden's lip , Its 1832. ] 109 REMARKABLE DAYS .
... on the faithless and fading flowers That take the south wind's wing ! Such craven blooms I hold in scorn- The holly's the wreath for a Christmas morn . Its berries are red as a maiden's lip , Its 1832. ] 109 REMARKABLE DAYS .
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Pagina 86 - It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word ; And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly dark, and darkly pure, Which follows the decline of day, As twilight melts beneath the moon away.
Pagina 60 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot Sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead. That is the grasshopper's : he takes the lead In summer luxury — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Pagina 101 - After some common discourses had passed between us he called for a manuscript of his ; which being brought he delivered to me, bidding me take it home with me and read it at my leisure ; and when I had so done, return it to him with my judgment thereupon. '' When I came home and had set myself to read it I found it was that excellent poem which he entitled
Pagina 87 - The moon is up, and yet it is not night — Sunset divides the sky with her — a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains ; Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be — Melted to one vast Iris of the West, Where the Day joins the past Eternity ; While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air — an island of the blest 1
Pagina 5 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Pagina 10 - DEAR is the hallowed morn to me, When village bells awake the day ; And, by their sacred minstrelsy, Call me from earthly cares away. And dear to me the winged hour, Spent in Thy hallowed courts, O Lord ! To feel devotion's soothing power, And catch the manna of Thy word. And dear to me the loud Amen...
Pagina 91 - Yea, the stork in the heaven knoweth her appointed times ; and the turtle, and the crane, and the swallow, observe the time of their coming; but my people know not the judgment of the LORD.
Pagina 4 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Pagina 47 - First the flaming red Sprung vivid forth ; the tawny orange next ; And next delicious yellow ; by whose side Fell the kind beams of all-refreshing green. Then the pure blue, that swells autumnal skies, Ethereal...
Pagina 80 - Wrought through varieties of shape and shade, In ample folds of drapery divine, Thy flowing mantle form ; and, heaven throughout, Voluminously pour thy pompous train.