The naturalist's poetical companion, with notes, selected by E. Wilson |
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... all things ! can I view These objects of my wonder ; can I feel These fine sensations , and not think of Thee ? 4 Thou who dost through th ' eternal round of time THE NATURALIST'S On the Economy of Human Nature Benjamin Stillingfleet.
... all things ! can I view These objects of my wonder ; can I feel These fine sensations , and not think of Thee ? 4 Thou who dost through th ' eternal round of time THE NATURALIST'S On the Economy of Human Nature Benjamin Stillingfleet.
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... wonder and delight to every thinking mind . The following extract from Soame Jenyns points out , with clearness and elegance , how this mysterious connection exists . " The manner by which the consummate wisdom of the divine Artificer ...
... wonder and delight to every thinking mind . The following extract from Soame Jenyns points out , with clearness and elegance , how this mysterious connection exists . " The manner by which the consummate wisdom of the divine Artificer ...
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... wonder then that this insect , which chiefly exhibits itself on occasions so in- teresting , and whose economy is so wonderful , should have afforded exquisite images and illustrations to so many of our poets . light villar , it the ...
... wonder then that this insect , which chiefly exhibits itself on occasions so in- teresting , and whose economy is so wonderful , should have afforded exquisite images and illustrations to so many of our poets . light villar , it the ...
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... wonder that I love To hunt for Violets in the April time . N. P. WILLIS . NATIVE HOME . UPON the Ganges ' regal stream , The sun's bright splendours rest , And gorgeously the noon - tide beam Reposes on its breast : - But in a small ...
... wonder that I love To hunt for Violets in the April time . N. P. WILLIS . NATIVE HOME . UPON the Ganges ' regal stream , The sun's bright splendours rest , And gorgeously the noon - tide beam Reposes on its breast : - But in a small ...
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... He instantly recall'd the name , And who he was , and whence he came ; Remember'd too the very day , On which the traveller pass'd this way . But hear a wonder , for whose sake This lamentable POETICAL COMPANION . 81.
... He instantly recall'd the name , And who he was , and whence he came ; Remember'd too the very day , On which the traveller pass'd this way . But hear a wonder , for whose sake This lamentable POETICAL COMPANION . 81.
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Alexander Wilson amid beauty beneath bird Blackwood's Magazine bloom blossoms blue blushing boughs bower breast breath breeze bright buds busy Bee charms cheerful clouds cowslip creatures cuckoo daisies dark deep delight dost doth earth emblem fair flowers flowers of Scotland fly away home fragrant gale gentle gloom glory glow glow-worm grace grass green grove Hare-bell hast hath heart heaven Helvellyn hour house of York insect Isaac Walton lark leaf leaves light Lily lonely morning mountain murmurs Nature Nature's ne'er nest night nightingale o'er pale pass'd plant pride primrose purple rill rose round shade shed shine sight sing skies smile Snowdrop soft song soul Spring storm stream Summer sunny sweet tempests thee thine thou art thrush tree vale violet wave wild wind wing Winter wonderful wood Wren young
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256 psl. - Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...
48 psl. - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way?
348 psl. - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night ! O'er heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head...
404 psl. - And the yellow sunflower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, and glen. And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the...
404 psl. - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
123 psl. - Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth, Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying ? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
273 psl. - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
130 psl. - O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
48 psl. - All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
341 psl. - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take: Learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; Learn from the beasts the physic of the field; Thy arts of building from the bee receive; Learn of the mole to plow, the worm to weave; Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.