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Strona xxi
... blow the magnificent Crown Imperial . The Cardamine , called Our Lady's Smock , first flowers about the 25th of March , and has , therefore , received its appellation from a part of the Virgin Mary's Garments , in commemoration of the ...
... blow the magnificent Crown Imperial . The Cardamine , called Our Lady's Smock , first flowers about the 25th of March , and has , therefore , received its appellation from a part of the Virgin Mary's Garments , in commemoration of the ...
Strona xxiii
... Blowing of the Passion Flower about Holy Rood Day , and bring ancient Documents to establish the Influence of almost every Christian Festival with the Flowering of some Plants or other . The Fact is , that in the Middle Ages , the Mind ...
... Blowing of the Passion Flower about Holy Rood Day , and bring ancient Documents to establish the Influence of almost every Christian Festival with the Flowering of some Plants or other . The Fact is , that in the Middle Ages , the Mind ...
Strona 22
... blow , At evening a keen eastern breeze arose , And the descending rain unsullied froze . Soon as the silent shades of night withdrew , The ruddy Morn disclosed at once to view The face of Nature in a rich disguise , And brightened ...
... blow , At evening a keen eastern breeze arose , And the descending rain unsullied froze . Soon as the silent shades of night withdrew , The ruddy Morn disclosed at once to view The face of Nature in a rich disguise , And brightened ...
Strona 28
... blow aloft , Then wars shall trouble the Realin full oft . According to the old Almanacks , when this day was clear , we are to expect a fruitful year ; but it has never been discovered by examination of journals , that after clear ...
... blow aloft , Then wars shall trouble the Realin full oft . According to the old Almanacks , when this day was clear , we are to expect a fruitful year ; but it has never been discovered by examination of journals , that after clear ...
Strona 31
... blow the same way that the cloud came . And the same rule holds of a clear place , when all the sky is equally thick , except one clear edge . Sudden rains never last long : but when the air grows thick by degrees , and the Sun , Moon ...
... blow the same way that the cloud came . And the same rule holds of a clear place , when all the sky is equally thick , except one clear edge . Sudden rains never last long : but when the air grows thick by degrees , and the Sun , Moon ...
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The Perennial Calendar, and Companion to the Almanack, Revised and Ed. [Or ... Thomas Ignatius M Forster Podgląd niedostępny - 2015 |
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Strona 206 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Strona 164 - There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Strona 120 - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets : As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Disasters in the sun, and the moist star, Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands, Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse...
Strona 172 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Strona 218 - Return, Alpheus; the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Strona 231 - Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock with lively din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before...
Strona 190 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep : All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night.
Strona 51 - Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fu' o
Strona 572 - Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone ; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone ; No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one ! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Strona 641 - Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night ' That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide...