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... pansies - the passing clouds- the Avon's flow - and the undulating hills and woods of Warwick . " RUSKIN'S Modern Painters , vol . iv . ch . xx . § 29 , p . 373 . SHAKSPERE : HIS BIRTHPLACE AND ITS NEIGHBOURHOOD . REESE LIBRARY.
... pansies - the passing clouds- the Avon's flow - and the undulating hills and woods of Warwick . " RUSKIN'S Modern Painters , vol . iv . ch . xx . § 29 , p . 373 . SHAKSPERE : HIS BIRTHPLACE AND ITS NEIGHBOURHOOD . REESE LIBRARY.
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... orange tawny bill , " and " the throstle with his note so true ; " and they may still all be heard singing as sweetly as ever in the woods around Stratford . by Spenser , and Chaucer , and Milton , who INTRODUCTORY .
... orange tawny bill , " and " the throstle with his note so true ; " and they may still all be heard singing as sweetly as ever in the woods around Stratford . by Spenser , and Chaucer , and Milton , who INTRODUCTORY .
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... wood ; To the which place a poor sequestered stag That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt , Did come to languish ; and , indeed , my lord , The wretched animal heaved forth such groans That their discharge did stretch his leathern ...
... wood ; To the which place a poor sequestered stag That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt , Did come to languish ; and , indeed , my lord , The wretched animal heaved forth such groans That their discharge did stretch his leathern ...
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... wood sloping down to the Avon . It is full of all the spring flowers - orchisses , and oxlips , and prim- roses , as if April had stolen some from her sister May . There are white and pink wind - flowers still blossoming , and the ...
... wood sloping down to the Avon . It is full of all the spring flowers - orchisses , and oxlips , and prim- roses , as if April had stolen some from her sister May . There are white and pink wind - flowers still blossoming , and the ...
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... woods and pastures , and examine its old name which has passed away , of culver - keys , used by Isaac Walton , a true prose - poet . It is exactly the same in meaning as the scientific term of aquilegia , only far more beautiful and ...
... woods and pastures , and examine its old name which has passed away , of culver - keys , used by Isaac Walton , a true prose - poet . It is exactly the same in meaning as the scientific term of aquilegia , only far more beautiful and ...
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Page 54 - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Page 94 - O God ! methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain : To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...
Page 128 - With fairest flowers Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured harebell, like thy veins, no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Page 119 - Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines* of bright gold: There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubim: Such harmony is in immortal souls; . But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
Page 1 - I loved the man, and do honour his memory, on this side idolatry, as much as any. He was (indeed) honest, and of an open and free nature...
Page 102 - Perfume for a lady's chamber ; Golden quoifs and stomachers, For my lads to give their dears: Pins and poking-sticks of steel. What maids lack from head to heel: Come buy of me, come; come buy, come buy; Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry : Come buy.
Page 65 - Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Page 48 - Sometime he runs among a flock of sheep, To make the cunning hounds mistake their smell. And sometime where earth-delving conies keep, To stop the loud pursuers in their yell ; And sometime sorteth with a herd of deer: Danger deviseth shifts; wit waits on fear: ' For there his smell with others...
Page 27 - Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without...
Page 60 - Shakespear comyng yesterdy to town, I went to see him how he did. He told me that they assured him they ment to inclose no further than to...