Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries ; Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering... Choice Poems and Lyrics - Página 48de Choice poems - 1862 - 317 páginasVisualização completa - Sobre este livro
| 1845 - 614 páginas
...stints thy smiling plain. * No more thy grassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest. The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest; Amid thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries; Sunk are thy bowers... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1845 - 276 páginas
...tillage stints thy smiling plain. No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But chok'd with sedges works its weedy way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amid thy desert-walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries ; Sunk are thy... | |
| 1886 - 1470 páginas
...33. 3) Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen | And desolation saddens all thy green, 37 f. 4) Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all | And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall, 47 f. 5) When the poor exiles ... hung round the bowers, 365 f. Zu l bemerkt Saukey: B. originally... | |
| Book - 1847 - 206 páginas
...thy smiling plain : No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But choked with sedges works its weary way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding...spoiler's hand, Far, far away thy children leave the land. THE DESERTED VILLAGE. 29 Sweet was the sound when oft, at evening's close, Up yonder hill the village... | |
| Book - 1847 - 216 páginas
...thy smiling plain : No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But choked with sedges works its weary way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding...spoiler's hand, Far, far away thy children leave the land. * * * * THE DESERTED VILLAGE. 29 Sweet was the sound when oft, at evening's close, Up yonder hill the... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1847 - 290 páginas
...charms are fled No more the glassy brook reflects the day, But choked with sedges, works its weedy way ; Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the...mouldering wall ; And trembling, shrinking from the spoilers hand, Far, far away thy children leave the land. Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey,... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1847 - 558 páginas
...stints thy smiling plain ; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But choked with sedges, works " that men who are free from vice should thus suffer so much misery without relief! " " Be not I Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy... | |
| 1847 - 854 páginas
...acquaintance with the singular bird which he has introduced with such effect, as an image of desolation — " Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest." Little charm as Lissoy has at the present moment, independent of association with Oliver Goldsmith,... | |
| English poetry - 1848 - 468 páginas
...chok'd with sedges works its weedy way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding hittern guards its nest Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing...tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall ; And, trembling, shrinking... | |
| Robert Patterson - 1849 - 282 páginas
...WADING BIRDS. GRALLATORES. " No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, chok'd with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades, a solitary guest,...walks the Lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries." — GOLDSMITH. THERE arc some birds whose legs are so long, that the body seems as... | |
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