The Ohio Cultivator1858 |
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Side 1
... Look to the Sheep , And if the extremes of young and old need lifting now , the best economy will be to take their pelts off before they cost a whole winter's care and keeping , to be plucked in the Spring . Give the breeding N THIS ...
... Look to the Sheep , And if the extremes of young and old need lifting now , the best economy will be to take their pelts off before they cost a whole winter's care and keeping , to be plucked in the Spring . Give the breeding N THIS ...
Side 10
... look out in time for their next year's seed . cut so as to leave one eye to the piece ; the Our corn has been badly injured by the early pieces were then dropped three in a hill , and cov- frost , so that there is much rotten corn ...
... look out in time for their next year's seed . cut so as to leave one eye to the piece ; the Our corn has been badly injured by the early pieces were then dropped three in a hill , and cov- frost , so that there is much rotten corn ...
Side 14
... look at him ! Among the domestic affairs , knows how many steps in the elements of domestic happiness , the amiability of course of a day these few feet require . the wife and mother is of the utmost importance— it is one of the best ...
... look at him ! Among the domestic affairs , knows how many steps in the elements of domestic happiness , the amiability of course of a day these few feet require . the wife and mother is of the utmost importance— it is one of the best ...
Side 17
... look at the fruit and flower garden , and other matters of like interest . It is said that without the influence Cuttings of Hardy Deciduous Shrubs of the Sabbath upon men , they May be secured at this time , and if most conve- become ...
... look at the fruit and flower garden , and other matters of like interest . It is said that without the influence Cuttings of Hardy Deciduous Shrubs of the Sabbath upon men , they May be secured at this time , and if most conve- become ...
Side 18
... looks better thus , is not the real one . There may to the English hack , is an incidental proof of this . ) be a sort of conventional beauty in it . In Lon- Their only idea of one is that he can carry a man don or Paris it does not look ...
... looks better thus , is not the real one . There may to the English hack , is an incidental proof of this . ) be a sort of conventional beauty in it . In Lon- Their only idea of one is that he can carry a man don or Paris it does not look ...
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Side 189 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Side 189 - March-wind sighs He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as your eyes, To the woody hollows in which we meet And the valleys of Paradise.
Side 189 - The slender acacia would not shake One long milk-bloom on the tree; The white lake-blossom fell into the lake, As the pimpernel dozed on the lea; But the rose was awake all night for your sake, Knowing your promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake, They sigh'd for the dawn and thee.
Side 316 - Ah ! what would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before. What the leaves are to the forest, With light and air for food, Ere their sweet and tender juices Have been hardened into wood, — That to the world are children; Through them it feels the glow Of a brighter and sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below.
Side 189 - She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
Side 288 - All the rest of them shirk the work of resisting gravity; the oak alone defies it. It chooses the horizontal direction for its limbs, so that their whole weight may tell, — and then stretches them out fifty or sixty feet, so that the strain may be mighty enough to be worth resisting.
Side 269 - Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sun-burnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Side 189 - She is weary of dance and play." Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day ; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.
Side 250 - Thou waterest her furrows, thou sendest rain into the little valleys thereof : thou makest it soft with the drops of rain, and blessest the increase of it.
Side 223 - ... round wildly, butting each other and everything in their way, and end in a general stampede for underground retreats from the region poisoned by sunshine. Next year you will find the grass growing tall and green where the stone lay; the ground-bird builds her nest where the beetle had his hole; the dandelion and the buttercup are growing there, and the broad fans of insectangels open and shut over their golden disks, as the rhythmic waves of blissful consciousness pulsate through their glorified...