Birds and poets, with other papers. Author's ed1884 |
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... persons , I presume , have admired Wordsworth's poem on the cuckoo , with- out recognising its truthfulness , or how thoroughly , in the main , the description applies to our own species . If the poem had been written in New England or ...
... persons , I presume , have admired Wordsworth's poem on the cuckoo , with- out recognising its truthfulness , or how thoroughly , in the main , the description applies to our own species . If the poem had been written in New England or ...
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... persons . Then there are those in whom the two are united or merged - the great poets and artists . In them the sentimentalist is corrected and cured , and the hairy and taciturn frontiers- man has had experience to some purpose . The ...
... persons . Then there are those in whom the two are united or merged - the great poets and artists . In them the sentimentalist is corrected and cured , and the hairy and taciturn frontiers- man has had experience to some purpose . The ...
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... persons cannot portray satisfactorily coarse , common , uncultured characters . Their attitude is at once scornful and supercilious . The great man , like Socrates , or Dr. Johnson , or Abraham Lincoln , is just as surely coarse as he ...
... persons cannot portray satisfactorily coarse , common , uncultured characters . Their attitude is at once scornful and supercilious . The great man , like Socrates , or Dr. Johnson , or Abraham Lincoln , is just as surely coarse as he ...
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... person or some predaceous boy had been up to take a peep inside , and see how so many swallows could dispose of themselves in such a space . It would have been an interesting spectacle to see them emerge from the chimney in the morning ...
... person or some predaceous boy had been up to take a peep inside , and see how so many swallows could dispose of themselves in such a space . It would have been an interesting spectacle to see them emerge from the chimney in the morning ...
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... persons who have seen or heard something in their line , very curious , or entirely new , and who set the man of science agog by a description of the supposed novelty , —a description that gener- ally fits the facts of the case about as ...
... persons who have seen or heard something in their line , very curious , or entirely new , and who set the man of science agog by a description of the supposed novelty , —a description that gener- ally fits the facts of the case about as ...
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American pipit April artist beauty behold bird blood bobolink breath Burroughs character charm colour cracy creature cuckoo delight doubt earth Emerson emotional fact feeling fields hear heard heart heaven heaven's gate herd human intellectual kind lark larvæ Leaves of Grass less light literary literature living look loon loud master mate meadows melody mind mocking-bird morning musical Nature nest never night nightingale Pe-wee perhaps person plumage poems poet poetic poetry purple finch race reader Robert of Lincoln robin sandpiper season seems Shakespeare sing skylark snow song songster soul sound sparrow species spirit spring stanzas summer swallows sweet thee things Thoreau thou thought thrush tion Titmouse traits trees voice W. D. HOWELLS Walt Whitman whole wild Wilson Flagg wings winter woods
Popular passages
Page 25 - Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood Of harmony, with instinct more divine; Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home...
Page 25 - All the earth and air with thy voice is loud, as when night is bare, from one lonely cloud the moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Page 238 - I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end. There was never any more inception than there is now...
Page 33 - Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery; The same whom in my school-boy days I listened to; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green ; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen.
Page 281 - Immense have been the preparations for me, Faithful and friendly the arms that have help'd me. Cycles ferried my cradle, rowing and rowing like cheerful boatmen, For room to me stars kept aside in their own rings, They sent influences to look after what was to hold me. Before I was born out of my mother generations guided me, My embryo has never been torpid, nothing could overlay it.
Page 33 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Page 14 - Less Philomel will deign a song In her sweetest saddest plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke Gently o'er the accustomed oak; Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy!
Page 25 - UP with me ! up with me into the clouds ! For thy song, Lark, is strong; Up with me, up with me into the clouds ! Singing, singing, With clouds and sky about thee ringing, Lift me, guide me till I find That spot which seems so to thy mind...
Page 283 - Earth of the vitreous pour of the full moon just tinged with blue! Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river! Earth of the limpid gray of clouds brighter and clearer for my sake! Far-swooping elbow'd earth - rich apple-blossom'd earth! Smile, for your lover comes.
Page 40 - Like silent ghosts in misty shrouds Stand out the white lighthouses high. Almost as far as eye can reach I see the close-reefed vessels fly, As fast we flit along the beach, — One little sandpiper and I.