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Our Village: : Sketches of Rural Character and Scenery. Mary Russell 1787-1855 Mitford No preview available - 2021 |
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Page 293 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, — And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Page 210 - There scattered oft, the earliest of the year, By hands unseen are showers of violets found; The red-breast loves to build and warble there, And little footsteps lightly print the ground.
Page 253 - 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.
Page 333 - Quietly as a sleeping Infant's breath, Send up cold waters to the Traveller With soft and even Pulse ! Nor ever cease Yon tiny Cone of Sand its soundless Dance, Which at the Bottom, like a Fairy's Page, As merry and no taller, dances still, Nor wrinkles the smooth Surface of the Fount. Here Twilight is and Coolness : here is Moss, A soft Seat, and a deep and ample Shade, Thou may'st toil far and find no second Tree.
Page 6 - ... dispersed, one scarcely knew how, in a few hours ; their daylight marches on the high road, regular and orderly as those of an army, or their midnight visits to lonely houses, lawless and terrific as the descent of pirates or the incursions of banditti ; — all brought close to us a state of things which we never thought to have witnessed in peaceful and happy England. In the sister island, indeed, we had read of such horrors, but now they were brought home to our very household hearths ; we...
Page 73 - And now, mine own sweetest ! do you still wish to live single with me ? " " Oh, father, father ! " " Or do you desire that I should marry Charles to the woman of his heart ? " " Father, dear father ! " " Choose, my Agnes ! It shall be as you command. Speak freely. Do not cling so around me, but speak ! " " Oh, my dear father ! Cannot we all live together? I cannot leave you. But poor Charles — surely, father, we may all live together ! " And so it was settled ; and a very few months proved that...
Page 188 - Kennett, which in other parts so beautiful, rolled heavily and lazily through its abundant, but somewhat coarse, herbage ; a dreary and desolate place when compared with the general scenery of our richly-wooded and thickly-peopled country, and one where the eye, wandering over the dull expanse, unbroken by hill, or hedge, or...
Page 68 - Agnes standing under a superb fuschia that hung over a large marble basin, her form and attitude, her white dress, and the classical arrangement of her dark hair, giving her the look of some nymph or naiad, a rare relic of Grecian art. Jessy was prattling gaily, as she wandered about, of a concert which they had attended the evening before at the county town : — " I hate concerts !" said the pretty little flirt.