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Página 36 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed The air is delicate.
Página 22 - Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that I love. News from the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells, And, sitting muffled in dark leaves, you hear The windy clanging of the minster clock ; Although between it and the garden lies A league of grass, wash'd by a slow broad stream.
Página 98 - Urania is heard within, singing : ' Now that milch-cows chew the cud Everywhere are roses, roses ; Here a-blow, and there a-bud, Here in pairs, and there in posies. Roses from the gable's cliff With pale flaky petals strowing All the garden-paths, as if Frolic Summer took to snowing.
Página 23 - Nullas Germanorum populis urbes habitari satis notum est; ne pati quidem inter se iunctas sedes. colunt discreti ac diversi, ut fons, ut campus, ut nemus placuit. vicos locant non in nostrum morem, conexis et cohaerentibus aedificiis: suam quisque domum spatio circumdat, sive adversus casus ignis remedium, sive inscitia aedificandi.
Página 133 - I have often required all my equanimity,—and, be it confessed, have occasionally lost it,—in discovering mishaps in the Garden that I Love. Yet, as a rule, when Nature disappoints your expectations, it will turn out, on due inquiry, that you have not treated her fairly. Therefore, suspect your own or somebody's shortcomings rather than those of Nature, when the harvest of your expenditure falls short. Doing things in good time is the main secret of successful gardening, which I did not acquire...
Página 117 - But these carelessly -ordered and highgrowing flowers would not be a hundredth part so effective as they are, were it not for the contrast afforded by the beds of regular and low-lying plants in their vicinity. Have I said, before, that exclusiveness in a garden is a mistake as great as it is in society ? If I have, may I say it again, for it is an important truth that needs to be reiterated. Moreover, it will sometimes happen that, towards the beginning of October, if not before, the more rampant...
Página 1 - I COULD live in it,' he said. It was a little plot of ground, some fifteen feet square, abutting on the high-road, one of a succession of cottage-gardens, all of them of pretty much the same size, but each having a representative character of its own, and better or worse cultivated, more or less affectionately tended, according to the disposition, taste, and energy of the owner. This one was very formal, — but, indeed, from the u narrowness of their territory, they necessarily all had that characteristic,...
Página 166 - POETS. Nay, marry not a poet. He will have As many changeling mistresses as moods. He wantons with the February winds, And toys with March's forward daffodils. He is an April-fool each cuckoo-call Can set a-gaping, and he falls in love With every lamb that frisks its pretty tail.
Página 22 - Beyond it, blooms the garden that I love. What an insidious way with it has beautiful verse, creeping without effort, and without observation on one's part, into one's heart, and dwelling in our memory, like some fair, winsome, indispensable child. Of course I have for years known The Gardener's Daughter, yet I was unaware, till accurate Veronica reminded me, that the phrase 'The Garden that I Love
Página 124 - Tell me, will you, what governed you in the laying out of the Garden that you Love ? ' ' What governed me was what I found here : the house, its time-consecrated architecture, its immovable boundaries, the old oak, and not it only, but all the ineradicable old timber within sight, the park, and finally, when all these were allowed for, the general fitness of things. I am quite of opinion that a garden should look as though it belonged to the house, and the house as though it were conscious of and...