Feathered Favourites: Twelve Coloured Pictures of British BirdsT. Bosworth, 1854 - 53 psl. Each of the dozen birds is depicted in a color-printed lithograph surrounded by a gilt frame, and followed by poems that feature each bird by Wordsworth, Tennyson, Milton, Burns, Grahame, Montgomery, and others. Birds depicted are the House-Sparrow, Wren, Blackcap, Swallow, Woodpecker, Water-Wagtail, Titmouse, King-Fisher, Woodlark, Swan, Eagle and Wild Duck. |
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... ease ! You find no Sparrow in the far - off - woods No - he's not fond of hungry solitudes . He better loves the meanest hamlet - where Aught's to be had , the Sparrow will be there , Sturdy and bold , and wrangling for his share . The ...
... ease ! You find no Sparrow in the far - off - woods No - he's not fond of hungry solitudes . He better loves the meanest hamlet - where Aught's to be had , the Sparrow will be there , Sturdy and bold , and wrangling for his share . The ...
7 psl.
... ease ! You find no Sparrow in the far - off - woods- No - he's not fond of hungry solitudes . He better loves the meanest hamlet - where Aught's to be had , the Sparrow will be there , Sturdy and bold , and wrangling for his share . The ...
... ease ! You find no Sparrow in the far - off - woods- No - he's not fond of hungry solitudes . He better loves the meanest hamlet - where Aught's to be had , the Sparrow will be there , Sturdy and bold , and wrangling for his share . The ...
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... entrance win . ' Tis lined with feathers warm as silken stole , Softer than seats of down for painless ease , And full of eggs scarce bigger e'en than peas ! D 17 THE BLACKCAP . Well! in my many walks I've rarely found John Clare.
... entrance win . ' Tis lined with feathers warm as silken stole , Softer than seats of down for painless ease , And full of eggs scarce bigger e'en than peas ! D 17 THE BLACKCAP . Well! in my many walks I've rarely found John Clare.
17 psl.
... entrance win . ' Tis lined with feathers warm as silken stole , Softer than seats of down for painless ease , And full of eggs scarce bigger e'en than peas ! D 17 THE BLACKCAP . Well! in my many walks I've rarely found John Clare.
... entrance win . ' Tis lined with feathers warm as silken stole , Softer than seats of down for painless ease , And full of eggs scarce bigger e'en than peas ! D 17 THE BLACKCAP . Well! in my many walks I've rarely found John Clare.
29 psl.
... ease : Hills and valleys , thus you see , Groves and rivers , made for ME ! " Boundless are my vast dominions ; I can hop , or swim , or fly ; When I please , my towering pinions Trace my empire through the sky : Air and elements , you ...
... ease : Hills and valleys , thus you see , Groves and rivers , made for ME ! " Boundless are my vast dominions ; I can hop , or swim , or fly ; When I please , my towering pinions Trace my empire through the sky : Air and elements , you ...
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anchorite bible having read bough brood brooks and purest bush She builds captive heart cherry-tree-your rows clip his fluttering comes your man-and crush himno doth downs Are softly DYING SWAN far-off-woods feathered race find no Sparrow GRAHAME green hath heart Heaven horse will crush HOWITT Jack Sparrows JOHN CLARE little gateway porch little woodland dwarf liveth blithe lours MARY HOWITT MONTGOMERY moorland Neath some old nest Old beldame Sparrow pinions portico proper rust quit that wall ripening corn crop roof the lazy root-sprigs trills scamp is basking shrill roundelay silence-there's the Sparrow slaughter;-not a bird softly warped song suffice For exit sung in woods thee Thievish and clamorous think twas Solomon thou Titmouse warbler whip might clip window-and wintry WOODLARK Woodpecker woods or cages wrangle Wren X X X X X X X X XX XX X XX X XX XX XX XXXX ㄨˋ
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