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Страница 210 - Thy Father has written for thee." "Come, wander with me," she said, "Into regions yet untrod; And read what is still unread In the manuscripts of God." And he wandered away and away With Nature, the dear old nurse, Who sang to him night and day The rhymes of the universe. And whenever the way seemed long, Or his heart began to fail, She would sing a more wonderful song, Or tell a more marvellous tale.
Страница 132 - ... the tender framing of their endless imagery. Sharing the stillness of the unimpassioned rock, they share also its endurance ; and while the winds of departing spring scatter the white hawthorn blossom like drifted snow, and summer dims on the parched meadow the drooping of its cowslip gold, — far above, among the mountains, the silver lichen spots rest, starlike, on the stone : and the gathering orange stain, upon the edge of yonder western peak, reflects the sunsets of a thousand years.
Страница 132 - Unfading as motionless, the worm frets them not, and the autumn wastes not. Strong in lowliness, they neither blanch in heat nor pine in frost. To them, slow-fingered, constant-hearted, is entrusted the weaving of the dark, eternal tapestries of the hills ; to them, slowpencilled, iris-dyed, the tender framing of their endless imagery.
Страница 160 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Страница 192 - As the fire burneth a wood, and as the flame setteth the mountains on fire ; 15 So persecute them with thy tempest, and make them afraid with thy storm.
Страница 210 - Father has written for thee." "Come wander with me," she said, "Into regions yet untrod, And read what is still unread In the manuscripts of God." And he wandered away and away With Nature, the dear old nurse, Who sang to him night and day The rhymes of the universe. And whenever the way seemed long, Or his heart began to fail, She would sing a more wonderful song, Or tell a more marvellous tale.
Страница 132 - ... stillness of the unimpassioned rock, they share also its endurance ; and while the winds of departing spring scatter the white hawthorn blossom like drifted snow, and summer dims on the parched meadow the drooping of its...
Страница 41 - And follow upward thro' the tangled wood, By highways cool and sweet; From dewy glade to bold and rugged steep Pass fleet as winds and showers, With careless joy we thread the woodland ways And reach her broad domain. Thro' sense of strength and beauty free as air.
Страница 29 - L. hyssopifolia, and it has just flashed on me that you might have Lythrum in North America, and I have looked to your Manual. For the love of heaven have a look at some of your species, and if you can get me seed, do ; I want much to try species with few stamens, if they are dimorphic ; Nescea verticillata I should expect to be trimorphic.
Страница 192 - ... get at the upper branches. As early as 1838 efforts were made to transplant the Cinchona. It is now successfully grown in large plantations in India, Ceylon, South Burmah, and Mauritius. The twigs from one to two years old are cut, and the main tree is left undisturbed. The name Cinchona is that of the Countess of Chinchon, wife of the Governor of Peru, who was cured of a fever by the bark of this tree, as prescribed by a Jesuit priest. On the plains about the Caspian Sea (the Tartarian steppes)...

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