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Page 339 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Page 154 - Particular manners can be known to few, and therefore few only can judge how nearly they are copied.
Page 22 - Of Nature's music, from a thousand throats : The Blackbird strove with emulation sweet, And Echo answer'd from her close retreat; The sporting White-throat on some twig's end borne, Pour'd hymns to freedom and the rising morn ; Stopt in her song perchance the starting Thrush Shook a white shower from the black-thorn bush, Where dew-drops thick as early blossoms hung, And trembled as the minstrel sweetly sung.
Page 25 - And, like the oaken shelf whereon 'tis laid, Mocks the weak efforts of the bending blade ; Or in the hog-trough rests in perfect spite, Too big to swallow, and too hard to bite. Inglorious victory ! Ye Cheshire meads, Or Severn's flow'ry dales, where Plenty treads, Was your rich milk to suffer wrongs like these, Farewell your pride ! farewell renowned cheese ! The skimmer dread, whose ravages alone Thus turn the meads
Page 120 - Like days and years still filtering through, And mingling joy and pain. While thus I spin and sometimes sing (For now and then my heart will glow), Thou...
Page 5 - Every day when the boy from the public-house came for the pewter pots, and to hear what porter was wanted, he always brought the yesterday's newspaper. The reading of the paper we had been used to take by turns ; but, after Robert came, he mostly read for us, because his time was of least value.
Page 53 - Far yet above these wafted clouds are seen (In a remoter sky, still more serene,) Others, detach'd in ranges through the air, Spotless as snow, and countless as they're fair, Scatter'd immensely wide from east to west, The beauteous semblance of a flock at rest These, to the raptured mind, aloud proclaim Their MIGHTY SHEPHERD'S everlasting Name.
Page 56 - ANOTHER Year with promised blessings rise ! Eternal Power ! from whom those blessings flow, Teach me still more to wonder, more to know : Seed-time and Harvest let me see again ; Wander the leaf-strewn wood, the frozen plain : Let the first flower, corn-waving field, plain, tree, Here round my home, still lift my soul to Thee. And let me ever, 'midst Thy bounties, raise An humble note of thankfulness and praise ! ST.
Page 36 - Here once a year Distinction low'rs its crest, The master, servant, and the merry guest, Are equal all ; and round the happy ring The reaper's eyes exulting glances fling, And, warm'd with gratitude, he quits his place, With sunburnt hands and...
Page 26 - Or gazed in merry clusters by your side? Ye who can smile, to wisdom no disgrace, At the arch meaning of a kitten's face; If spotless innocence, and infant mirth, Excites to praise, or gives reflection birth; In shades like these pursue your favourite joy.