Voices of Nature: A Sequel to Praise of a Simple Life ...G. Routledge & sons, Limited, 1908 - 292 pagini |
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Pagina 7
... song of the Bird . ' Tis a note of enchantment ; what ails her ? She sees A mountain ascending , a vision of trees ; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide , And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside . Green pastures ...
... song of the Bird . ' Tis a note of enchantment ; what ails her ? She sees A mountain ascending , a vision of trees ; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide , And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside . Green pastures ...
Pagina 14
... peace fulfilling . To a Skylark UP P with me ! up with me into the clouds ! For thy song , lark , is strong ; Up with me , up with me into the clouds ! Singing , singing , With clouds and sky about thee 14 WORDSWORTH.
... peace fulfilling . To a Skylark UP P with me ! up with me into the clouds ! For thy song , lark , is strong ; Up with me , up with me into the clouds ! Singing , singing , With clouds and sky about thee 14 WORDSWORTH.
Pagina 15
... song of thine ; Lift me , guide me , high and high To thy banqueting - place in the sky . Joyous as morning , Thou art laughing and scorning ; Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest , And , though little troubled with sloth ...
... song of thine ; Lift me , guide me , high and high To thy banqueting - place in the sky . Joyous as morning , Thou art laughing and scorning ; Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest , And , though little troubled with sloth ...
Pagina 25
... And battles long ago : Or is it some more humble lay , Familiar matter of to - day ? Some natural sorrow , loss , or pain , That has been , and may be again ! Whate'er the theme the Maiden sang As if her song WORDSWORTH 25.
... And battles long ago : Or is it some more humble lay , Familiar matter of to - day ? Some natural sorrow , loss , or pain , That has been , and may be again ! Whate'er the theme the Maiden sang As if her song WORDSWORTH 25.
Pagina 26
... song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at her work , And o'er the sickle bending ; I listened till I had my fill , And when I mounted up the hill , The music in my heart I bore , Long after it was heard no more . Lucy I TRAVELLED ...
... song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at her work , And o'er the sickle bending ; I listened till I had my fill , And when I mounted up the hill , The music in my heart I bore , Long after it was heard no more . Lucy I TRAVELLED ...
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beauty behold beneath birds bless blest bloom blow boughs bower breath breeze bright brook cheer clouds dark dear delight doth dream drow earth EDWARD CARPENTER ELIZA COOK Eolian eyes fair feäce feel flowers GEORGE ELIOT glad grass green grey happy hast hath hear heart heaven hill hour JOHN ADDINGTON SYMONDS land lark leaves LEWIS MORRIS light live lonely look man's MATTHEW ARNOLD meadow merry MICHAEL FAIRLESS mornèn morning mountain Nature Nature's neath never night nook o'er peace quiet rest rich rills river ROSE GARDNER round SAMUEL WADDINGTON shade shine simple wish sings skies sleep smile snow solitude song soul sound spirit spring stars stream summer sweet thee thine things thou art thoughts toil trees truth vext voice vrom walk wandering wild wind wind-flower wings winter woods youth
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Pagina 93 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware.
Pagina 4 - Nor less I deem that there are powers Which of themselves our minds impress ; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Pagina 95 - As the long train Of ages glide away, the sons of men — The youth in life's green spring and he who goes In the full strength of years, matron and maid, And the sweet babe and the gray-headed man — Shall one by one be gathered to thy side By those who in their turn shall follow them.
Pagina 73 - REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away...
Pagina 225 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Pagina 46 - Close bosom-friend of the maturing Sun ! Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run ; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core...
Pagina 25 - REAPER BEHOLD her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland lass ! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass ! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain ; O listen ! for the vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Pagina 33 - With tears of thoughtful gratitude. My thoughts are with the Dead ; with them I live in long-past years, Their virtues love, their faults condemn, Partake their hopes and fears, And from their lessons seek and find Instruction with an humble mind.
Pagina 45 - Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerly still ; and said, " I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
Pagina 20 - Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on. — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.