Happy England as painted by Helen Allingham, R.W.S.

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A. and C. Black, 1904 - Art - 204 pages
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Page 129 - For, don't you mark? we're made so that we love First when we see them painted, things we have passed Perhaps a hundred times nor cared to see; And so they are better, painted—better to us, Which is the same thing.
Page 109 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle...
Page 159 - No daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd, No arborett with painted blossomes drest And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd To bud out faire, and throwe her sweete smels al arownd.
Page 6 - ... in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture! And though the fields look rough with hoary dew, All will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children's dower — Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!
Page 6 - HAPPY is England ! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own ; To feel no other breezes than are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon an Alp as on a throne, And half forget what world or worldling meant. Happy is England, sweet her artless daughters ; Enough their simple loveliness for me, Enough their whitest arms in silence clinging : Yet...
Page 198 - Tullen strand, Level and long, and white with waves, where gull and curlew stand; — Head out to sea when on your lee the breakers you discern! — Adieu to all the billowy coast, and winding banks of Erne! Farewell Coolmore, — Bundoran! and your summer crowds that run From inland homes to see with joy th...
Page 204 - Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds: That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
Page 204 - Renowned for their deeds as far from home For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son: This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it Like to a tenement or pelting farm.
Page 166 - I like the leeke above all herbes and flowers. When first we wore the same the feild was ours. The leeke is white and greene, wherby is ment That Britaines are both stout and eminent ; Next to the lion and the unicorn, The leeke's the fairest emblyn that is wonte. Hart. MS. 1977. The bishop's
Page 198 - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather!

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