The Canary Bird: A Moral Fiction : Interspersed with PoetryE. Newbery, 1799 - 148 Seiten |
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... Dear to peace and dear to song ! II . There , while the sun's full glory reigns , Ripening sweet fruits and mealy seeds , Let us in gay and grateful strains , Praise the power that warms and feeds ! CHAP CHAP . II . Innumerous songsters ...
... Dear to peace and dear to song ! II . There , while the sun's full glory reigns , Ripening sweet fruits and mealy seeds , Let us in gay and grateful strains , Praise the power that warms and feeds ! CHAP CHAP . II . Innumerous songsters ...
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... dear Melanthe , about the bird's subsistence . His excursion having happened in the finest days of summer , he will suffer neither from hunger nor cold : and , depend upon it , stranger as he is to the fields , he will be housed before ...
... dear Melanthe , about the bird's subsistence . His excursion having happened in the finest days of summer , he will suffer neither from hunger nor cold : and , depend upon it , stranger as he is to the fields , he will be housed before ...
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... I have a na- tural inclination - in short- 9.9 " In short , " said a wagtail , who was stalking over the mud of a pool " in short , my dear friend , friend , swallow , the hawk would not eat swallows 46 THE CANARY - BIRD .
... I have a na- tural inclination - in short- 9.9 " In short , " said a wagtail , who was stalking over the mud of a pool " in short , my dear friend , friend , swallow , the hawk would not eat swallows 46 THE CANARY - BIRD .
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... dear to you the pathless glade ; If you revere the solemn shade ; If the soft silver brook , that , gleaming far , Spangles the grove with many a liquid star , Has calm delights for you ; Or , evening's fragrant breeze , or , her ...
... dear to you the pathless glade ; If you revere the solemn shade ; If the soft silver brook , that , gleaming far , Spangles the grove with many a liquid star , Has calm delights for you ; Or , evening's fragrant breeze , or , her ...
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... under- stand the first part of the speech , 66 My life ! are any hawks here ? " Not here " -returned the yellow - hammer , " I speak of gardens in general . ” — " Let " Let us be gone , my dear friend , 68 THE CANARY - BIRD .
... under- stand the first part of the speech , 66 My life ! are any hawks here ? " Not here " -returned the yellow - hammer , " I speak of gardens in general . ” — " Let " Let us be gone , my dear friend , 68 THE CANARY - BIRD .
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admirable apprehension attempt beauty behold beware of gardens birds of passage blessings bower Canary Canary-Bird cave cerons chaffinch CHAP CHAP charms cheer colour companion COTTAGE OF BERTHA creature cried cruel Danes dear deed delight dreadful eat pucerons echo Egbert gathered Egbert's dog Euphrates evil fabulist fear feast flow'ry fields flowers fortunate fruit groundsel groves hammer happy harp hawk hear heard inclination insect lanthe left his cage linnet lived master Melanthe ment Mira Mira's mistress morning mother nary-Bird nature yields neighbouring ness nest never NEWBERY night panion perceive plants pleased pleasure Portia pose quire rapture resound rest retreat returned scarcely scene shade shady groves shelter shew shouts silent night sing sleep soft song spot story stranger stroy subsistence summer sung swal swallow sweet tain ther tion tree truth voice walk weary wings woods yellow yellow-hammer
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Seite 139 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
Seite 139 - ... with charm of earliest birds, pleasant the sun, when first on this delightful land he spreads his orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower glistering with dew, fragrant the fertile earth after soft showers, and sweet the coming on of grateful evening mild, then silent night with this her solemn bird, and this fair moon and these the gems of heaven, her starry train.
Seite 23 - Yet, your kind Heavenly Father bends his eye On the least wing that flits along the sky. To him they sing when spring renews the plain, To him they cry, in winter's pinching reign ; Nor is their music nor their plaint in vain: He hears the gay, and the distressful call; And with unsparing bounty fills them all.
Seite 61 - From branch to branch the smaller birds with song Solaced the woods, and spread their painted wings Till even : nor then the solemn nightingale Ceased warbling, but all night tuned her soft lays. Others, on silver lakes and rivers, bathed Their downy breast : the swan with arched neck, Between her white wings mantling proudly, rows Her state with oary feet : yet oft they quit The dank, and, rising on stiff pennons, tower The mid aerial sky.
Seite 139 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night With this her solemn bird; nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
Seite 36 - Those dip their crooked beak in kindred blood : Some haunt the rushy moor, the lonely woods ; Some bathe their silver plumage in the floods ; Some fly to man, his household gods implore, And gather round his hospitable door, Wait the known call, and find protection there From all the lesser tyrants of the air. The tawny Eagle seats his callow brood High on the cliff, and feasts his young with blood.
Seite 139 - With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train: But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit...
Seite 96 - And yet poor Edwin was no vulgar boy ; Deep thought oft seemed to fix his infant eye. Dainties he heeded not, nor gaud nor toy, Save one short pipe of rudest minstrelsy. Silent, when glad ; affectionate, though shy ; And now his look was most demurely sad ; And now he laughed aloud, yet none knew why. The neighbours stared and sighed, yet blessed the lad : Some deemed him wondrous wise, and some believed him mad.
Seite 74 - ... loves his home. My trees for you, ye artless tribe, Shall store of fruit preserve ; Oh, let me thus your friendship bribe ! Come, feed without reserve. For you these cherries I protect, To you these plums belong ; Sweet is the fruit that you have picked, But sweeter far your song.
Seite 73 - In this sequester'd place. Hither the vocal thrush repairs ; Secure the linnet sings ; The goldfinch dreads no slimy snares, To clog her painted wings.