A Description of the Part of Devonshire Bordering on the Tamar and the Tavy: Its Natural History, Manners, Customs, Superstitions, Scenery, Antiquities, Biography of Eminent Persons, &c. &c. in a Series of Letters to Robert Southey, Esq, Volume 1
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A Description of the Part of Devonshire Bordering on the Tamar and the Tavy ...
Mrs Bray (anna Eliza)
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Page 312 - There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke ; When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook.
Page 200 - Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice ; and thrice my peace was slain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
Page 174 - The fair Queen Mab becoming well, So lively was the limning; The seat the soft wool of the bee, The cover (gallantly to see) The wing of a pied butterfly; I trow 'twas simple trimming. The wheels composed of crickets...
Page 330 - Here's to thee, old apple-tree, Whence thou mayst bud, and whence thou mayst blow ! And whence thou mayst bear apples enow ! Hats full! caps full! Bushel — bushel — sacks full, And my pockets full too ! Huzza...
Page 173 - And somewhat southward toward the noon, Whence lies a way up to the moon. And thence the Fairy can as soon Pass to the earth below it. The walls of spiders...
Page 14 - Essex fog and London smoke. But in the country November presents a very different aspect : there its soft, calm weather has a charm of its own ; a stillness and serenity unlike any other season, and scarcely less delightful than the most genial days of Spring. The pleasure which it imparts is rather different in kind than inferior in degree : it accords as finely with the feelings of declining life as the bursting foliage and opening flowers of May with the elastic spirits of youth and hope.
Page 174 - For hedge and ditch they spared not, But after her they hie them; A cobweb over them they throw, To shield the wind if it should blow, Themselves they wisely could bestow Lest any should espy them.
Page 141 - Rotha's bay received the ship. A rock bends along the coast with all its echoing wood. On the top is the circle* of Loda, the mossy stone of power!
Page 185 - ... when she opened her eyes she knew nothing at all about the matter, excepting that Molly was to go lame on her right leg for seven long years, unless a herb with a strange name could be got to cure her. And lame she went for nearly the whole of that period. At length (it was about the end of the time) a merry, squint-eyed, queer-looking boy, started up one fine summer day, just as she went to pluck a mushroom, and came tumbling, head over heels, towards her. He insisted on striking her leg with...