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Página 319 - Behold, the Assyrian was a cedar in Lebanon with fair branches, and with a shadowing shroud, and of an high stature ; and his top was among the thick boughs.
Página lviii - Unloved, by many a sandy bar, The brook shall babble down the plain, At noon or when the Lesser Wain Is twisting round the polar star; Uncared for, gird the windy grove, And flood the haunts of hern and crake, Or into silver arrows break The sailing moon in creek and cove; Till from the garden and the wild A fresh association blow, And year by year the landscape grow Familiar to the stranger's child; As year by year the laborer tills His wonted glebe, or lops the glades, And year by year our memory...
Página 125 - I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd — How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitude is sweet.
Página 27 - It is the very emblem of a maid : For when the west wind courts her gently, How modestly she blows, and paints the sun With her chaste blushes ! when the north, comes near her, Rude and impatient, then, like chastity, She locks her beauties in her bud again, And leaves him to base briars.
Página lvii - Unwatch'd, the garden bough shall sway, The tender blossom flutter down, Unloved, that beech will gather brown, This maple burn itself away; Unloved, the sun-flower, shining fair, Ray round with flames her disk of seed, And many a rose-carnation feed With summer spice the humming air...
Página 7 - Our outward life requires them not — Then wherefore had they birth ? To minister delight to man — To beautify the earth. To comfort man — to whisper hope, Whene'er his faith is dim ; For Who so careth for the flowers Will much more care for him.
Página 65 - Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers.
Página 15 - In the United States a man builds a house in which to spend his old age, and he sells it before the roof is on; he plants a garden and lets it just as the trees are coming into bearing; he brings a field into tillage and leaves other men to gather the crops; he embraces a profession and gives it up; he settles in a place, which he soon afterwards leaves to carry his changeable longings elsewhere.
Página 7 - God might have made the earth bring forth Enough for great and small, The oak tree and the cedar tree, Without a flower at all.
Página 198 - Above, below, aerial murmurs swell, From hanging wood, brown heath, and bushy dell ! A thousand nameless rills, that shun the light, Stealing soft music on the ear of night. So oft the finer movements of the soul, That shun the sphere of Pleasure's gay control, In the still shades of calm Seclusion rise, And breathe their sweet, seraphic harmonies...

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