The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and NewG.P. Putnam, 1855 - 428 Seiten |
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... hath one ysent , For a palfray , after her intent , Arrayed well and faire in harneis of gold , For nothing lacked , that to him long shold . And after that to all her company She made to purvey horse and every thing That they needed ...
... hath one ysent , For a palfray , after her intent , Arrayed well and faire in harneis of gold , For nothing lacked , that to him long shold . And after that to all her company She made to purvey horse and every thing That they needed ...
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... hath liked your beaute , The trouth of these ladies for to tell me , What that these knightes be in rich armour , And what tho be in grene and weare the flour ? " And why that some did reverence to that tre , And some unto the plot of ...
... hath liked your beaute , The trouth of these ladies for to tell me , What that these knightes be in rich armour , And what tho be in grene and weare the flour ? " And why that some did reverence to that tre , And some unto the plot of ...
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... hath done worthily , And it be done soe as it ought to be , Is more honour than any thing earthly . Witnes of Rome that founder was truly Of all knighthood and deeds marvelous , Record I take of Titus Livius . " And as for her that ...
... hath done worthily , And it be done soe as it ought to be , Is more honour than any thing earthly . Witnes of Rome that founder was truly Of all knighthood and deeds marvelous , Record I take of Titus Livius . " And as for her that ...
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... hath told her tale . Summer is come , for every spray now springs ; The hart hath hung his old head on the pale , The buck in brake his winter coat he flings ; The fishes flete with new repaired scale ; The adder all her slough away she ...
... hath told her tale . Summer is come , for every spray now springs ; The hart hath hung his old head on the pale , The buck in brake his winter coat he flings ; The fishes flete with new repaired scale ; The adder all her slough away she ...
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... their blossoms , and the sound Of the triumphant shout of praise , that crown'd The flaming Lamb , breaking through heaven , hath passage found . GILES FLETCHER , 158S - 1623 . THE AIRS OF SPRING . Sweetly breathing , vernal air 68 SPRING .
... their blossoms , and the sound Of the triumphant shout of praise , that crown'd The flaming Lamb , breaking through heaven , hath passage found . GILES FLETCHER , 158S - 1623 . THE AIRS OF SPRING . Sweetly breathing , vernal air 68 SPRING .
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Æneid ALFRED TENNYSON beauty beneath birds Bishop of Dunkeld bloom blossoms boughs bowers breath bright brow buds charms Chaucer cheerful cloud cuckoo dance dark delight doth earth fair Fairlop field flocks flowers forest fresh gale garden gay too soon GILES FLETCHER grass green Grongar Hill grove happy hath heart heaven hill hour hues lady lark leaf leaves light live look Lord meadows mede merry MINNESINGERS morning mountain murmuring nature never night nightingale nymph o'er Phineas Fletcher plain pleasant pleasure poet purple rill ROBERT HERRICK rose round shade sight silent sing sleep smile soft song soon the flowers soul spide spring will fade stream summer sweet tell thee thine things THOMAS CAREW Thou art thought thrushes Translation tree unto vale vernal violet voice wandering wave wild WILLIAM GILPIN wind wings winter woods youth
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Seite 386 - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud...
Seite 85 - What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Seite 76 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Seite 86 - 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.
Seite 39 - Where some, like magistrates correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in. their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Seite 154 - GOD ALMIGHTY first planted a Garden. And indeed it is the purest of human pleasures. It is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
Seite 85 - 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.
Seite 190 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath. And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
Seite 76 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Seite 77 - Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.