Through Glade and Mead: A Contribution to Local Natural HistoryPutnam, Davis, 1894 - 332 sider |
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... close contact with those mighty and un- known forces of Nature , has endeavored to answer the " obstinate questionings of sense and outward things , " and has peopled the earth and the air and the sea with myriad forms , beneficent or ...
... close contact with those mighty and un- known forces of Nature , has endeavored to answer the " obstinate questionings of sense and outward things , " and has peopled the earth and the air and the sea with myriad forms , beneficent or ...
Side 5
... close contact with , and contemplation of , Nature rob us of a part , and that not a small one , of our lawful inheritance . It is Words- worth , the Christian poet , who , observing this tendency , strongly expresses his feelings in a ...
... close contact with , and contemplation of , Nature rob us of a part , and that not a small one , of our lawful inheritance . It is Words- worth , the Christian poet , who , observing this tendency , strongly expresses his feelings in a ...
Side 13
... close to my foot , Frail , but a work divine , Made so fairily well With delicate spire and whorl , How exquisitely minute , A miracle of design ! What is it ? A learned man Could give it a clumsy name . Let him name it who can , The ...
... close to my foot , Frail , but a work divine , Made so fairily well With delicate spire and whorl , How exquisitely minute , A miracle of design ! What is it ? A learned man Could give it a clumsy name . Let him name it who can , The ...
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... close to the foot of the great blue ice - masses , the bright sum- mer flowers bloom ; he had brought home sprays of one of those humble shrubs which , without blossoms , we had concluded must be the Labrador tea ( Ledum latifolium ...
... close to the foot of the great blue ice - masses , the bright sum- mer flowers bloom ; he had brought home sprays of one of those humble shrubs which , without blossoms , we had concluded must be the Labrador tea ( Ledum latifolium ...
Side 31
... , Hedw . ) . Close by was the early yellow violet , whose praise Bryant sang , probably at Cummington , in the interval between the composition of those two matchless 1 poems , " Thanatopsis " and " Lines to APRIL SIGNS . 31.
... , Hedw . ) . Close by was the early yellow violet , whose praise Bryant sang , probably at Cummington , in the interval between the composition of those two matchless 1 poems , " Thanatopsis " and " Lines to APRIL SIGNS . 31.
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Side 102 - Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun ; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run ; To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core...
Side 99 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Side 134 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freak'd with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears : Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Side 81 - To-day I saw the dragon-fly Come from the wells where he did lie. "An inner impulse rent the veil Of his old husk : from head to tail Came out clear plates of sapphire mail. "He dried his wings: like gauze they grew: Thro' crofts and pastures wet with dew A living flash of light he flew.
Side 131 - Now the bright morning star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Side 86 - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Side 79 - They saw the gleaming river seaward flow From the inner land; far off, three mountain-tops, Three silent pinnacles of aged snow, Stood sunset-flush'd; and, dew'd with showery drops, Up-clomb the shadowy pine above the woven copse. The charmed sunset linger'd low adown In the red West; thro...
Side 129 - WHEN beechen buds begin to swell, And woods the blue-bird's warble know, The yellow violet's modest bell Peeps from the last year's leaves below. Ere russet fields their green resume, Sweet flower, I love, in forest bare, To meet thee, when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train, the hands of Spring First plant thee in the watery mould, And I have seen thee blossoming Beside the snow-bank's edges cold.
Side 133 - Fetch me that flower ; the herb I showed thee once : The juice of it on sleeping eyelids laid. Will make or man or woman madly dote Upon the next live creature that it sees.
Side 129 - Oft, in the sunless April day, Thy early smile has stayed my walk ; But midst the gorgeous blooms of May, I passed thee on thy humble stalk. So they, who climb to wealth, forget The friends in darker fortunes tried. I copied them — but I regret That I should ape the ways of pride.