The Garden that I Love: Second Series (Google eBook)

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Macmillan and Company, limited, 1907 - Gardening - 138 pages
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Page 8 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Page 9 - Once more upon the waters ! yet once more ! And the waves bound beneath me as a steed That knows his rider.
Page 9 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee...
Page 114 - Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending; — I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.
Page 76 - ... places When pale January lay In its cradle day by day, Dead or living, hard to say, Now that mid-March blows and blusters, Out you steal in tufts and clusters, Making leafless lane and wood Vernal with your hardihood. Other lovely things are rare, You are prodigal as fair. First you come by ones and ones, Lastly in battalions, Skirmish along hedge and bank, Turn old Winter's wavering flank, Round his flying footsteps hover, Seize on hollow, ridge, and cover, Leave nor slope nor hill unharried,...
Page 136 - The Desolator desolate! The Victor overthrown The arbiter of others' fate A suppliant for his own! Is it some yet imperial hope, That with such change can calmly cope? Or dread of death alone? To die a prince — or live a slave — Thy choice is most ignobly brave!
Page 113 - Memoria o uso all' amoroso canto, Che mi solea quetar tutte mie voglie, Di ciò ti piaccia consolare alquanto L' anima mia, che con la sua persona Venendo qui, è affannata tanto.
Page 87 - Homeward from climes that fancy deems more fair; And well I know that there will greet me there No soft foam fawning upon smiling strand, No scent of orange-groves, no zephyrs bland, But Amazonian March, with breast half bare And sleety arrows whistling through the air, Will be my welcome from that burly land. Yet he who boasts his birthplace yonder lies, Owns in his heart a mood akin to scorn For sensuous slopes that bask 'neath Southern skies, Teeming with wine and prodigal of corn...
Page 33 - ... literature seem sometimes to attract more attention than the classic itself, with the result that the student may lose a budding taste for good literature rather than develop it. This sacrifice which the humanities make to the "scientific method" has been observed too frequently. Vivisection of a vital work of art, whether it be a poem, a picture, or a musical composition may result in the death of the masterpiece so far as the student is concerned. Insistence upon observing and recording the...
Page 87 - Sorrowing one stays with sorrow, still resigned To work, unhired, amid life's hireling mart, To cherish in the crowd monastic mind, And in a world profane a cloistered heart.

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