The spirit of the woods, by the author of 'The moral of flowers'.1837 |
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... land they emblem . But they , too , are relaxing from their wonted sternness : soon will that faint green be a glorious yellow ; and while the gold - laden boughs stoop boldly to the storms with which they love to dally , bounds not B 3 5.
... land they emblem . But they , too , are relaxing from their wonted sternness : soon will that faint green be a glorious yellow ; and while the gold - laden boughs stoop boldly to the storms with which they love to dally , bounds not B 3 5.
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... land , ” says Evelyn , " may contend for their many and universal use . " The true pine , he adds , was very highly commended for naval architecture : hence the title which Virgil gives it , " the useful pine for ships ; " and also the ...
... land , ” says Evelyn , " may contend for their many and universal use . " The true pine , he adds , was very highly commended for naval architecture : hence the title which Virgil gives it , " the useful pine for ships ; " and also the ...
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... land . The effect is happily alluded to by Phillips . He , however , especially names the hawthorn ; but the description holds good with respect to all scarlet - berried trees : " Soon as the silent shades of night withdrew , The ruddy ...
... land . The effect is happily alluded to by Phillips . He , however , especially names the hawthorn ; but the description holds good with respect to all scarlet - berried trees : " Soon as the silent shades of night withdrew , The ruddy ...
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... land . " Nor is it only when thus blended with heavier trees that its value is chiefly felt ; it may , perhaps , even more confidently challenge our admir- ation when it is seen , as it frequently is , softening the rugged features of ...
... land . " Nor is it only when thus blended with heavier trees that its value is chiefly felt ; it may , perhaps , even more confidently challenge our admir- ation when it is seen , as it frequently is , softening the rugged features of ...
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... lands had cherries , even as far as Britain , beyond the ocean . " Towards the middle of the six- teenth century , cherries were so common as to be hawked about in the metropolis : it was customary to indicate the commencement of the ...
... lands had cherries , even as far as Britain , beyond the ocean . " Towards the middle of the six- teenth century , cherries were so common as to be hawked about in the metropolis : it was customary to indicate the commencement of the ...
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The Spirit of the Woods, by the Author of 'The Moral of Flowers' Rebecca Hey No preview available - 2016 |
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adorn alder alluded amongst ancient Arbutus autumn banyan beauty beech beneath berries birch birks of Aberfeldy bloom blossoms boughs bower branches breath bright brow cedar cherry clusters crown cultivated cypress dark doth earth Evelyn evergreens fair fair brow fancy feel flowers foliage forest fragrance fruit garden genus Gilpin gives gloom glory glow graceful green ground grove grows growth hath hawthorn hazel heart heaven height holly honour LAURUS NOBILIS leaf leaves misletoe Mount Ida mountain mountain ash myrtle native nature Norway spruce o'er olive paliurus palm peace pine plant poet pyracantha rock rose sacred says scene scenery seem'd shade Shakspeare shrubs smile soil solemn song species spell spring summer sweet sylvan tears temple thee Thomas Dick Lauder thorns thou timber tint tree vine Virgil weeping whilst wild wild cherry willow wood yield
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Page 95 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
Page 151 - I saw them under a green mantling vine That crawls along the side of yon small hill, Plucking ripe clusters from the tender shoots ; Their port was more than human, as they stood : I took it for a faery vision Of some gay creatures of the element, That in the colours of the rainbow live, And play i
Page 92 - Be it not done in pride, or in presumption. Some say no evil thing that walks by night. In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin or swart faery of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
Page 14 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings.
Page 271 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old survey'd ; And many a gambol frolick'd o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round...
Page 183 - The fig-tree ; not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade High over-arch'd, and echoing walks between...
Page 2 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below, — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy tempests blow — When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 121 - It seems a day (I speak of one from many singled out) One of those heavenly days that cannot die ; When, in the eagerness of boyish hope, I left our cottage-threshold, sallying forth With a huge wallet o'er my shoulders slung, A nutting-crook in hand ; and turned my steps...
Page 173 - Oft in Life's stillest shade reclining, In Desolation unrepining, Without a hope on earth to find A mirror in an answering mind, Meek souls there are, who little dream Their daily strife an Angel's theme, Or that the rod they take so calm, Shall prove in Heaven a martyr's palm.
Page 258 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye. ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within...