An Old Man's Holidays

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Sampson Low, Marston and Company, 1901 - 140 sider

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Side 71 - Lo! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand, Secure, insensible: A point of time, a moment's space. Removes me to that heavenly place. Or shuts me up in hell.
Side 131 - Nature seem'd in love : The lusty sap began to move; Fresh juice did stir th' embracing vines, And birds had drawn their valentines. The jealous Trout, that low did lie, Rose at a well-dissembled fly : There stood my friend with patient skill, Attending of his trembling quill.
Side 55 - Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood : To the which place a poor ^sequester'd stag, That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt...
Side 66 - Man's life is like a winter's day, Some only breakfast, and away ; Others to dinner stay, and are full fed : The oldest man but sups, and goes to bed. Large is his debt who lingers out the day, Who goes the soonest has the least to pay.
Side 14 - Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge- — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Side 66 - Our life is but a Winter's day — Some only breakfast and away. Others to dinner stay and are full fed, The oldest man but sups, and goes to bed. Large is his debt who lingers out the day : Who goes the soonest has the least to pay.
Side 55 - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Side 124 - Mowett's Rock, where my canoe was waiting for me, to fish for salmon. As I stepped out from a thicket on to the shingly bank of the river a spotted sandpiper teetered along before me, followed by three young ones. Frightened at first, she flew out a few feet over the water ; but the piperlings could not fly, having no feathers, and they crept under a crooked log.
Side 69 - Is there any truth in this old story? Was there ever such a land stretching westwards from these cliffs?" Mr Arthur H. Norway in his very interesting work, Highways and Byways in Devon and Cornwall, from whose work the above is quoted, seems to think there is some truth in the fabled existence of this wonderful land. He says— "For my part, I claim that tradition is rarely altogether wrong. What she tells us contains a kernel of truth, however twisted or concealed by careless repetition, and it...
Side 128 - At last he made his way to the very edge of the water and poised himself on a stone, with his legs well tucked in for a long leap and a bold flight to the other side of the river. It was my final opportunity. I made a desperate grab at it and caught the grasshopper. My premonition proved to be correct. When that Kri-karee, invisibly attached to my...

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