Perennial FlowersMunroe and Francis, 1843 - 172 psl. |
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... by my side , Whose gentle breathings , heard in this deep calm , Fill up the interspersed vacancies And momentary pauses of the thought ! My babe , so beautiful ! it thrills my heart With tender gladness thus to look at thee , And 2 * 17.
... by my side , Whose gentle breathings , heard in this deep calm , Fill up the interspersed vacancies And momentary pauses of the thought ! My babe , so beautiful ! it thrills my heart With tender gladness thus to look at thee , And 2 * 17.
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... Beautiful stream ! by the village side ; But windest away from the haunts of men , To quiet valley and shaded glen ; And forest , and meadow , and slope of hill Around thee are lonely , lovely and still . Lonely - save when by thy ...
... Beautiful stream ! by the village side ; But windest away from the haunts of men , To quiet valley and shaded glen ; And forest , and meadow , and slope of hill Around thee are lonely , lovely and still . Lonely - save when by thy ...
38 psl.
... beautiful the less art thou , When ocean's gentlest breezes fan , With gelid wing , the feverish glow That daylight sheds on Hindostan . There , on the glittering haunts of man , And on the amaranthine bowers , The glory of thy smile ...
... beautiful the less art thou , When ocean's gentlest breezes fan , With gelid wing , the feverish glow That daylight sheds on Hindostan . There , on the glittering haunts of man , And on the amaranthine bowers , The glory of thy smile ...
42 psl.
... beautiful thought left untouched , Some teacher of heaven and hope . THE WOODS IN WINTER . WINTER boasts Splendors beyond what gorgeous summer knows ; Or autumn , with his many fruits and woods All flushed with many hues . Come , when ...
... beautiful thought left untouched , Some teacher of heaven and hope . THE WOODS IN WINTER . WINTER boasts Splendors beyond what gorgeous summer knows ; Or autumn , with his many fruits and woods All flushed with many hues . Come , when ...
47 psl.
... beautiful things ; there were flowers and trees ; There were bevies of birds and swarms of bees ; There were cities with temples and towers ; and these All pictured in silver sheen . But he did one thing that was hardly fair ; He peeped ...
... beautiful things ; there were flowers and trees ; There were bevies of birds and swarms of bees ; There were cities with temples and towers ; and these All pictured in silver sheen . But he did one thing that was hardly fair ; He peeped ...
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amaranthine ANCIENT GREECE ANDREW MARVELL angel art thou beams beautiful bends beneath birds BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE blessed bloom breast breath bright brow bucket cheek child clouds dark dear death deep didst dost dream DYING SWAN e'en earth eyes face fair Fairy father flowers forest FRINGED GENTIAN gaze gentle glad gleam glide glow grave green hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill holy hour kiss land leaves light lonely look MARY HOWITT moon morning mother mountain murmur ne'er night nursling o'er old oaken bucket pilgrim play prayer rest rill roam rose round Sabbath shade shed shine sight silent singing sleep smile snow song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars sweet SWEET AUBURN SWEET DAY tears thee thine thou art thoughts toil tree Twas unto voice wandering waves whispered wild wind WIND-FLOWER woods WORDSWORTH
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