The naturalist's poetical companion, with notes, selected by E. Wilson |
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... Young Oak The Corn - Crake ... The Daisy in India The Palm Tree The Mountain Rill The Nightingale To the Cuckoo The Rose ..... Birds forbidden in Lev . xi . 13-19 Birds of Passage To a Bramble .. The Bell - flower Birds The Sky - Lark ...
... Young Oak The Corn - Crake ... The Daisy in India The Palm Tree The Mountain Rill The Nightingale To the Cuckoo The Rose ..... Birds forbidden in Lev . xi . 13-19 Birds of Passage To a Bramble .. The Bell - flower Birds The Sky - Lark ...
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... young lady The Beech - Tree's Petition .. On the Nestling of Birds ... Breathings of Spring The Spring Journey To a Wood - Pigeon The Silk - Worm .. The Return of Spring . Mary M. Colling PAGE 183 Pope's Homer , Odyss . B. xvii . 184 ...
... young lady The Beech - Tree's Petition .. On the Nestling of Birds ... Breathings of Spring The Spring Journey To a Wood - Pigeon The Silk - Worm .. The Return of Spring . Mary M. Colling PAGE 183 Pope's Homer , Odyss . B. xvii . 184 ...
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... young and old , Where fear appals each other bird . Thy friendly heart , thy nature mild , Thy meekness and docility , Creep to the love of man and child , And win thine own felicity . The gleanings of the sumptuous board Conveyed by ...
... young and old , Where fear appals each other bird . Thy friendly heart , thy nature mild , Thy meekness and docility , Creep to the love of man and child , And win thine own felicity . The gleanings of the sumptuous board Conveyed by ...
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... young , and to teach them spring At once o'er the waves on their stormy wing ! O'er the deep ! o'er the deep ! Where the whale , and the shark , and sword - fish sleep , Outflying the blast and the driving rain , The Petrel telleth her ...
... young , and to teach them spring At once o'er the waves on their stormy wing ! O'er the deep ! o'er the deep ! Where the whale , and the shark , and sword - fish sleep , Outflying the blast and the driving rain , The Petrel telleth her ...
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... He , who , from zone to zone , Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight , In the long way that I must tread alone , Will lead my steps aright . W. C. BRYANT . TO A YOUNG OAK . YOUNG OAK , when I 46 THE NATURALIST'S Bryant Byron.
... He , who , from zone to zone , Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight , In the long way that I must tread alone , Will lead my steps aright . W. C. BRYANT . TO A YOUNG OAK . YOUNG OAK , when I 46 THE NATURALIST'S Bryant Byron.
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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...
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