The trailing bramble hath not yet a sprout ; Yet harshly to the wind the wanton prates, Not with thy smooth lisp, woodbine of the fields! Thou future treasure of the bee, that waits Gladly on thee, spring's harbinger ! when yields All bounteous earth... Poetical Works - Page 244by Ebenezer Elliott - 1876Full view - About this book
| Ebenezer Elliott - 1829 - 228 pages
...bounteous earth her od'rous flowers, and builds The nightingale, in beauty's fairest land. ;,• in. Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...black mountains, mingle, and are one, Where sweetest vallies quit the wild and grand, And eldest forests, o'er the silvan Don, Bid their immortal brother,... | |
| Ebenezer Elliott - 1831 - 212 pages
...All bounteous earth her od'rous flowers, and builds The nightingale, in beauty's fairest land. in. Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...black mountains, mingle, and are one. Where sweetest vallies quit the wild and grand. And eldest forests, o'er the silvan Don, Bid their immortal brother.journey... | |
| Ebenezer Elliott - 1834 - 304 pages
...yields All bounteous earth her odorous flower, and builds The nightingale, in beauty's fairest land. Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...black mountains, mingle, and are one Where sweetest vallies quit the wild and grand, And eldest forests, o'er the silvan Don, Bid their immortal brother... | |
| THE EDINBURGH REVIEW - 1835 - 572 pages
...re-strung, Into the azure dome, that, haply, hung O'er thoughtful power, ere suffering had begun. ' Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...all the hills. Say, shall we wander where, through warriors' graves, The infant Yewden, mountain-cradled, trills Her Doric notes? Or, where the Locksley... | |
| Ebenezer Elliott - English poetry - 1840 - 194 pages
...All bounteous earth her odorous flowers, and builds The nightingale, in beauty's fairest land. III. Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...all the hills. Say, shall we wander where, through warriors' graves, The infant Yewden, mountain-cradled, trills Her doric notes ? Or, where the Locksley... | |
| George Calvert Holland - England - 1843 - 288 pages
...and the exquisite scenery which they embellish, and from which they borrow much of their own beauty. Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...black mountains, mingle, and are one Where sweetest vallies quit the wild and grand, And eldest forests, o'er the silvan Don, Bid their immortal brother... | |
| British empire - 1847 - 812 pages
...found on the Sheaf and the Don, with the tributary streams of the Rivelin, the Loxley, and the Eden : " Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...one Where sweetest valleys quit the wild and grand." The low buildings are let off to different grinders, each of whom has a trough, as it is called, where... | |
| Ebenezer Elliott - 1850 - 308 pages
...All bounteous earth her odorous flowers, and Luilds The nightingale, in beauty's fairest land. III. Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand Flung from...all the hills. Say, shall we wander where, through warriors* graves, The infant Yewden, mountain-cradled, trilla Her doric notes? Or, where the Locksley... | |
| John Watkins - Poets, English - 1850 - 296 pages
...feet upon his rock adored !' And then, perchance, ' O God ! on man look down ! ' " NATIVE RIVERS. " Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from...quit the wild and grand And eldest forests, o'er the sylvan Don, Bid their immortal brother journey on, A stately pilgrim, watched by all the hills. Say,... | |
| 1850 - 534 pages
...down ! " ' We are glad to break away from these melancholy voices ; and lo, what is before us ! — ' Five rivers, like the fingers of a hand, Flung from black mountains, mingle, and arc one Where sweetest valleys quit the wild and grand, And eldest forests, o'er the sylvan Don, Bid... | |
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