English country gentlemenCarey, Lea, & Blanchard, 1835 |
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... beautiful morning , of that soft vernal temperature , that seems to thaw all the frost out of one's blood , and to set all nature in a ferment . The very fishes felt its influence ; the cautious trout ventured out of his dark hole to ...
... beautiful morning , of that soft vernal temperature , that seems to thaw all the frost out of one's blood , and to set all nature in a ferment . The very fishes felt its influence ; the cautious trout ventured out of his dark hole to ...
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... beautiful young lady , who wrote poetry , and played on the harp . He used to serenade her ; and , indeed , he described several tender and gallant scenes , in which he was evidently picturing himself in his mind's eye as some elegant ...
... beautiful young lady , who wrote poetry , and played on the harp . He used to serenade her ; and , indeed , he described several tender and gallant scenes , in which he was evidently picturing himself in his mind's eye as some elegant ...
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... beautiful country . Sir , I beheld a mere campus phlegræ ; a region of fire ; reeking with coal - pits , and furnaces , and smelting - houses , vomiting forth flames and smoke . The pale and ghastly people , toiling among vile ...
... beautiful country . Sir , I beheld a mere campus phlegræ ; a region of fire ; reeking with coal - pits , and furnaces , and smelting - houses , vomiting forth flames and smoke . The pale and ghastly people , toiling among vile ...
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... beautiful spot - either a green shady nook of a road ; or on the border of a common , under a sheltering hedge ; or on the skirts of a fine spreading wood . They are always to be found lurking about fairs , and races , and rustic ...
... beautiful spot - either a green shady nook of a road ; or on the border of a common , under a sheltering hedge ; or on the skirts of a fine spreading wood . They are always to be found lurking about fairs , and races , and rustic ...
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... beautiful grove , and he was giving me a kind of biographical account of several of his favourite forest trees , when he heard the strokes of an axe from the midst of a thick copse . The Squire paused and listened , with man- ifest ...
... beautiful grove , and he was giving me a kind of biographical account of several of his favourite forest trees , when he heard the strokes of an axe from the midst of a thick copse . The Squire paused and listened , with man- ifest ...
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ancient Annette Antony Vander Heyden beautiful bosom brought chapel cheer crew dance delight doctor Dolph Heyliger door dream Dutch endeavoured English Eugene fancy father favour fearful feelings fond friends gazed gipsy girl goblin green Hall hand haunted house head heard heart Heer Antony hobgoblin Honfleur honour household housekeeper humours kind Lady Lillycraft listened looked lover Lower Normandy mansion Master Simon May-day May-pole mind morning mother mountain neighbourhood neighbouring never night old Christy passed Pays d'Auge peasantry Peter de Groodt Phoebe Wilkins Pont l'Eveque poor porringer Ready-Money Jack recollection river Robin Goodfellow ROGER ASCHAM rookery rooks round sail scene seemed seen ship sight Slingsby sloop smile sometimes spirit Squire Squire's stood story strange tale talk thing thought Tibbets tion took town trees turned village voyage wedding whole window worthy young
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Seite 120 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Seite 57 - The live-long night : nor these alone, whose notes, Nice-fingered art must emulate in vain, But cawing rooks, and kites that swim sublime In still repeated circles, screaming loud, The jay, the pie, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for me.
Seite 81 - The sodger from the wars returns, The sailor frae the main ; But I hae parted frae my love, Never to meet again, My dear ; Never to meet again. W'hen day is gane, and night is come, And a...
Seite 14 - SONG. Go, lovely Rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows When I resemble her to thee How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That had'st thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her...
Seite 212 - They declare that they have heard him, in stormy weather, in the midst of the turmoil, giving orders in low Dutch for the piping up of a fresh gust of wind, or the rattling off of another thunder-clap.
Seite 125 - Pastorals," gives a picture of the kind of scenery to which I allude :— "A pleasant mead Where fairies often did their measures tread ; Which in the meadows makes such circles green As if with garlands it had crowned been. Within one of these rounds was to be seen A hillock rise, where oft the fairy queen At twilight sat.
Seite 145 - Barbara. She was in love; and he she loved proved mad And did forsake her. She had a song of 'willow' — An old thing 'twas, but it expressed her fortune, And she died singing it.
Seite 35 - The May-pole on the margin of that poetic stream completed the illusion. My fancy adorned it with wreaths of flowers, and peopled the green bank with all the dancing revelry of Mayday. The mere sight of this May-pole gave a glow to my feelings, and spread a charm over the country for the rest of the day; and as I traversed a part of the fair plain of Cheshire, and the beautiful borders of Wales, and looked from among swelling hills, down a long green valley, through which "the Deva wound its wizard...
Seite 32 - Happy the age, and harmless were the dayes, (For then true love and amity was found,) When every village did a May-pole raise, And Whitsun ales and May-games did abound: And all the lusty yonkers in a rout, With merry lasses daunc'd the rod about, Then friendship to their banquets bid the guests, And poore men far'd the better for their feasts.
Seite 191 - Nose, with a solitary eagle wheeling about it; while beyond, mountain succeeded to mountain, until they seemed to lock their arms together, and confine this mighty river in their embraces. There was a feeling of quiet luxury in gazing at the broad, green bosoms, here and there scooped out among the precipices, or at woodlands high in air, nodding over the edge of some beetling bluff, and their foliage all transparent in the yellow sunshine.