The Poets' BirdsChatto and Windus, 1883 - 490 páginas |
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... thou tak'st for thine example . So long as summer laughs she sings , But in the autumn spreads her wings . The nightingale , the nightingale , thou tak'st for thine example . " That many British poets knew the nightingale did not sing ...
... thou tak'st for thine example . So long as summer laughs she sings , But in the autumn spreads her wings . The nightingale , the nightingale , thou tak'st for thine example . " That many British poets knew the nightingale did not sing ...
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... thou the bird whom man loves best , The pious bird with the scarlet breast , Our little English Robin ; The bird that comes about our doors When autumn winds are sobbing ? Art thou the Peter of Norway boors , Their Thomas in Finland ...
... thou the bird whom man loves best , The pious bird with the scarlet breast , Our little English Robin ; The bird that comes about our doors When autumn winds are sobbing ? Art thou the Peter of Norway boors , Their Thomas in Finland ...
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... thou mayest go Far as the strongest wind can blow , But much thou'lt tell when thou comest back Of the sea running high and the sky growing black , Of the mast that went with a rending crash , Of the lee - shore seen by the lightning's ...
... thou mayest go Far as the strongest wind can blow , But much thou'lt tell when thou comest back Of the sea running high and the sky growing black , Of the mast that went with a rending crash , Of the lee - shore seen by the lightning's ...
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... thou hast marched O'er the desert dry and parched , Where no little flower is seen , No dewdrop , no oasis green , - What saw'st thou there ? the ostrich , fast As Arab steed or tempest blast , And the stately pelican Wondering at ...
... thou hast marched O'er the desert dry and parched , Where no little flower is seen , No dewdrop , no oasis green , - What saw'st thou there ? the ostrich , fast As Arab steed or tempest blast , And the stately pelican Wondering at ...
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... thou bringest all good things . . To the young bird the parent's brooding wings . -Byron : Don Juan . The birds are on the branches dreaming . -Shelley : Rosalind and Helen . Painted bird sleeping beneath the moon . - Shelley : Alastor ...
... thou bringest all good things . . To the young bird the parent's brooding wings . -Byron : Don Juan . The birds are on the branches dreaming . -Shelley : Rosalind and Helen . Painted bird sleeping beneath the moon . - Shelley : Alastor ...
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beak beauty bird of paradise Birds of Scotland bittern blackbird bough breast brood Burns chaffinch chanticleer chough cloud cock cormorant Cowper crane crest crows cuckoo curlew dark delight doth dove doves Dryden eagle eagle's earth Elegy Faerie Queen falcon Favourite Village feathered fieldfare flies flight fowl Gilbert White goldfinch Grahame grove halcyon hath hawk heard heart heaven Hudibras Hurdis Jean Ingelow Keats lark Leyden linnet lonely loud mate melody merry Milton Montgomery morning mournful Nature neck nest night nightingale numbers o'er parrot peacock pelican perch pinions plumage plumes poet's poetical poetry poets Polyolbion prey raven ring-dove robin rooks round Scott scream Shelley shrill sing skies skylark soaring soft song Spenser spring stock-dove summer swan sweet swift thee Thomson thou thrush tree turtle voice vulture warbling wild wind wings Winter woodlark woods Wordsworth young
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Página 42 - Join voices, all ye living souls ; ye birds, That singing up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise ; Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep , Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail, universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light...
Página 327 - ... appetite ; When, looking eagerly around, He spied far off, upon the ground, A something shining in the dark, And knew the glowworm by his spark ; So stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus, right eloquent — Did you admire my lamp...
Página 429 - And a good south wind sprung up behind ; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariner's hollo ! In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud, It perched for vespers nine ; Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white Moon-shine.
Página 430 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist.
Página 286 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard, Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Página 149 - When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Página 351 - Pressed closely palm to palm and to his mouth Uplifted, he, as through an instrument, Blew mimic hootings to the silent owls, That they might answer him. — And they would shout Across the watery vale, and shout again, Responsive to his call...
Página 326 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Página 267 - Joyous as morning Thou art laughing and scorning; Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest, And, though little troubled with sloth, Drunken Lark! thou would'st be loth To be such a traveller as I. Happy, happy Liver, With a soul as strong as a mountain river Pouring out praise to the Almighty Giver, Joy and jollity be with us both!
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