Pleasant Spots and Famous PlacesWilliam Tegg, 1862 - 288 страница |
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... 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 bower , Soothing her love - laden Soul in secret hour , With music sweet as ...
... 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 bower , Soothing her love - laden Soul in secret hour , With music sweet as ...
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... light bloom of existence , as much as fingering a butterfly's wing destroys its beauty , or handling a pearl robs it of its glory . Why should we for ever be crying , Cui bono ? to our doings . The heart and brain need repose as much as ...
... light bloom of existence , as much as fingering a butterfly's wing destroys its beauty , or handling a pearl robs it of its glory . Why should we for ever be crying , Cui bono ? to our doings . The heart and brain need repose as much as ...
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... light , as airy , and as fleeting , as the summer clouds out of which they were made , seemed a proper and fitting thing . Happy he who can yield to such gentle influences , and win peace and pleasure from such an hour's indolent ...
... light , as airy , and as fleeting , as the summer clouds out of which they were made , seemed a proper and fitting thing . Happy he who can yield to such gentle influences , and win peace and pleasure from such an hour's indolent ...
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... light of things , Let Nature be your teacher . " In the shortest and most common - place you cannot fail of good ; for nature " Has a world of ready wealth , Our minds and hearts to bless- Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health , Truth ...
... light of things , Let Nature be your teacher . " In the shortest and most common - place you cannot fail of good ; for nature " Has a world of ready wealth , Our minds and hearts to bless- Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health , Truth ...
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... light and shade , you have a picture never to be for- gotten . Each tree , too , has its own life , its own peculiar custom , and its own manner of arranging its branches and leaves ; and when , as in our wood , there are groups of many ...
... light and shade , you have a picture never to be for- gotten . Each tree , too , has its own life , its own peculiar custom , and its own manner of arranging its branches and leaves ; and when , as in our wood , there are groups of many ...
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admire adorned Anne Hathaway Appledore attractions Avon battle battle of Naseby beauty beneath Bideford blackberries Boscobel Boscobel House Braunton bridge bright Buckland Brewer Castle charm church Clent Hills climb Clovelly dale delight Derbyshire Edale Edgehill Edward Hatch enjoy famous favourite feelings fields flowers gaze gentle glorious glory grace grass green heart hills Holyhead honour Kineton King labour land lane leaves Leigh Woods light Llandudno look loveliness memory miles monument nature never night noble once pass pause picture picturesque pleasant pleasure poet quaint rain ramble rambler reached rich Richard Penderel river road rock round Roundhead ruins scene scenery Shakspere side sight singing solemn song specimens spot stone summit sweet things thought tint tion Torridge tower town trees village walk Warwickshire waters waves wild wind wonderful wood
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Страница 45 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future, predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me, and from my friends, be such frigid philosophy, as may conduct us, indifferent and unmoved, over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among...
Страница 28 - tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure : — But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.
Страница 18 - 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. 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.
Страница 22 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander everywhere, Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be...
Страница 18 - Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower: Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view...
Страница 270 - What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones, Or that his hallowed relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a live-long monument. For whilst to th...
Страница 267 - Soul of the age! The applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
Страница 29 - ... rest. No words that I know of will say what these mosses are. None are delicate enough, none perfect enough, none rich enough. How is one to tell of the rounded bosses of furred and beaming green, the starred divisions of rubied bloom...
Страница 268 - Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter Nature be, His art doth give the fashion. And that he Who casts to write a living line must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...