Pictorial Calendar of the Seasons, ...Mary Botham Howitt H. G. Bohn, 1854 - 567 pagini |
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Pagina 59
... habits of the raven , which he says " must draw the attention of even the most incurious , " although we do not recollect to have seen it alluded to elsewhere . They spend their leisure time in striking and cuffing each other on the ...
... habits of the raven , which he says " must draw the attention of even the most incurious , " although we do not recollect to have seen it alluded to elsewhere . They spend their leisure time in striking and cuffing each other on the ...
Pagina 70
... habits of those who adopted it . We are told in Dunstan's " Concord of Monastic Rules , " that " the monks went in surplices to the church for candles , which were to be consecrated , sprinkled with holy water , and incensed by the ...
... habits of those who adopted it . We are told in Dunstan's " Concord of Monastic Rules , " that " the monks went in surplices to the church for candles , which were to be consecrated , sprinkled with holy water , and incensed by the ...
Pagina 86
... habits learn in sport : Nor yield him to himself , ere vernal airs Sprinkle thy little croft with daisy flowers . Another agreeable token of the arrival of the spring is , that the bees begin to venture out of their hives about the ...
... habits learn in sport : Nor yield him to himself , ere vernal airs Sprinkle thy little croft with daisy flowers . Another agreeable token of the arrival of the spring is , that the bees begin to venture out of their hives about the ...
Pagina 107
... habits , the healthful temperament , which render them so dear . Alas ! who may dare expect a life of such happiness ? But I can at least snatch and prolong the fleeting pleasure - can fill my basket with pure flowers , and my heart ...
... habits , the healthful temperament , which render them so dear . Alas ! who may dare expect a life of such happiness ? But I can at least snatch and prolong the fleeting pleasure - can fill my basket with pure flowers , and my heart ...
Pagina 129
... with affection towards those wonderful little creatures , and read with especial interest any- thing which can throw light upon their physical nature and habits . BIRDS ' NESTING . K In the last edition of Bechstein's " Cage Birds ". Birds.
... with affection towards those wonderful little creatures , and read with especial interest any- thing which can throw light upon their physical nature and habits . BIRDS ' NESTING . K In the last edition of Bechstein's " Cage Birds ". Birds.
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
amongst ancient animal aphides appear autumn beautiful bees begin birds blossoms blue boughs branches bright buds called Candlemas chaffinch Christmas church clouds cockchafer cold colour corn cowslip cuckoo custom dark delight Druids earth Easter egg eggs female festival fieldfare fields fire flowers forest frost garden grass green hath head hear heart heaven hedges hour insects labour lamb larvæ leaves light look marsh-marigold MARY HOWITT meadows merry Michaelmas misletoe month morning nature nest night nightingale o'er observed passing PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY plants Plough Monday poet quadrupeds queen Roman rose round Saxon says season seems seen sheep Shrove Tuesday sing skylark snow song species spring stars stream summer swallow sweet thee thou torpid trees voice walk weather whole wild WILLIAM HOWITT wind wings winter woods yellow young
Pasaje populare
Pagina 216 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Pagina 209 - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower.
Pagina 209 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Pagina 147 - Thrice welcome, darling of the spring; Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing; A voice, a mystery...
Pagina 105 - ... Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee : A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company : I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought : For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude ; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with...
Pagina 105 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Pagina 64 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take; learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; learn from the beasts the physic of the field; thy arts of building from the bee receive ; learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave ; learn of the little nautilus to sail, spread the thin oar and catch the driving gale.
Pagina 210 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Pagina 548 - And should my youth, as youth is apt, I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities I day by day Would wear away, Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the Holly tree.
Pagina 90 - It is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before. The red-breast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And grass in the green field.