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... Lines - Beauty of awakening Life - Wordsworth's Address to the Cuckoo - The Wild Hyacinth - Birds ' - nesting- Egg - collecting - William Howitt's Experiences - The Nightingale CONTENTS . XV the Bird of MAY - Thomson's Lines.
... Lines - Beauty of awakening Life - Wordsworth's Address to the Cuckoo - The Wild Hyacinth - Birds ' - nesting- Egg - collecting - William Howitt's Experiences - The Nightingale CONTENTS . XV the Bird of MAY - Thomson's Lines.
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... nesting - Acorn - gather- ing - Lines by Charles Lamb - Winter - Shakespeare's Picture of Winter - Keats ' St. Agnes ' Eve ' - Winter Companions - The Poets -Historians - Great Writers - Shakespeare Clubs - Walter Scott Clubs --Musical ...
... nesting - Acorn - gather- ing - Lines by Charles Lamb - Winter - Shakespeare's Picture of Winter - Keats ' St. Agnes ' Eve ' - Winter Companions - The Poets -Historians - Great Writers - Shakespeare Clubs - Walter Scott Clubs --Musical ...
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... nest , and hovering with soul full of song high up among the blue , knows of the song - teacher and the cage . She was a girl with a girl's heart , a girl's freshness , a girl's freedom , yet with flashes of a woman's quick intellect ...
... nest , and hovering with soul full of song high up among the blue , knows of the song - teacher and the cage . She was a girl with a girl's heart , a girl's freshness , a girl's freedom , yet with flashes of a woman's quick intellect ...
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... hair , and cotton - grass , and resonant with the mournful cry of the peesweep , as she endeavours to beguile you from her nest amid the moss and bracken . Then you come to 6 QUEEN MARY'S CHILD - GARDEN . 77 a rising ground.
... hair , and cotton - grass , and resonant with the mournful cry of the peesweep , as she endeavours to beguile you from her nest amid the moss and bracken . Then you come to 6 QUEEN MARY'S CHILD - GARDEN . 77 a rising ground.
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... ash which overlooks you both , So proud it wears its berries ? Ah , at length , The old smile went for her , the lady of this Sequestered nest ! —this kingdom , limited 80 AT CHEVEREL MANOR . Alone by one old populous.
... ash which overlooks you both , So proud it wears its berries ? Ah , at length , The old smile went for her , the lady of this Sequestered nest ! —this kingdom , limited 80 AT CHEVEREL MANOR . Alone by one old populous.
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Page 264 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food : For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Page 263 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Page 251 - To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel...
Page 216 - DAFFODILS FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Page 183 - I were to pray for a taste -which should stand me in stead under every variety of circumstances, and be a source of happiness and cheerfulness to me through life, and a shield against its ills, however things might go amiss and the world frown upon me, it would be a taste for reading.
Page 216 - FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon ; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you, or anything. We die As your hours do, and dry Away, Like to the summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Page 118 - 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. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Page 89 - All things to man's delightful use. The roof Of thickest covert was inwoven shade, Laurel and myrtle, and what higher grew Of firm and fragrant leaf ; on either side Acanthus, and each odorous bushy shrub, Fenced up the verdant wall ; each beauteous flower, Iris all hues, roses and jessamine, Reared high their flourished heads between, and wrought Mosaic ; underfoot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth, with rich inlay Broidered the ground, more coloured than with stone Of costliest emblem : other creature...
Page 101 - Then the pied windflowers and the tulip tall, And narcissi, the fairest among them all, Who gaze on their eyes in the stream's recess, Till they die of their own dear loveliness...
Page 227 - To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen.