Sights in spring (summer, autumn, winter). (Google eBook)

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Page 74 - Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward...
Page 73 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Page 41 - twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there : Two paradises 'twere in one, To live in paradise alone. How well the skilful gardener drew Of flowers and herbs this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run, And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we ! How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers...
Page 39 - From the moist meadow to the wither'd hill, Led by the breeze, the vivid Verdure runs, And swells, and deepens, to the cherish'd Eye.
Page 41 - TwAs a lovely thought to mark the hours, As they floated in light away, By the opening and the folding flowers, That laugh to the summer's day.
Page 40 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Page 26 - THE pretty, red Squirrel lives up in a tree, A little blithe creature as ever can be ; He dwells in the boughs where the Stockdove broods, Far in the shades of the green summer woods ; His food is the young juicy cones of the Pine, And the milky Beech-nut is his bread and his wine.
Page 36 - Child of the earth ! oh ! lift thy glance To yon bright firmament's expanse ; The glories of its realm explore, And gaze, and wonder, and adore! Doth it not speak to every sense, The marvels of Omnipotence ? Seest thou not there the...
Page 4 - The works of the LORD are great, sought out of all them that have pleasure therein.
Page 7 - And the full springs, from frost set free, That, brightly leaping down the hills, Are just set out to meet the sea. The year's departing beauty hides Of wintry storms the sullen threat ; But in thy sternest frown abides A look of kindly promise yet. Thou bring'st the hope of those calm skies. And that soft time of sunny showers, When the wide bloom, on earth that lies, Seems of a brighter world than ours.

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