The ATO Palm, 6. cilt

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ATO, 1886
 

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Sayfa 84 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere." "Yet not unmeet it was that one, like that young friend of ours. So gentle and so
Sayfa 82 - They stretch In airy undulations, far away, As if the ocean, in his gentlest swell, Stood still, with all his rounded billows fixed And motionless forever.—Motionless ?— No—they are all unchained again. The clouds Sweep over with their shadows, and, beneath The surface rolls and fluctuates to the eye ; Dark hollows seem to glide along and chase The sunny ridges.
Sayfa 88 - hast learned a truth which needs No school of long experience, that the world Is full of guilt and misery, and hast seen Enough of all its sorrows, crimes, and cares, To tire thee of it, enter this wild wood And view the haunts of Nature.
Sayfa 81 - of the solemn, primeval forest, to the shores of the lonely lake, the banks of the wild, nameless stream, or the brow of the rocky upland, rising like a promontory from amidst a wide ocean of foliage, while they shed around us the glories of a climate, fierce in its extremes, but splendid in its
Sayfa 92 - Every great and original writer, in proportion as he is great or original must himself create the taste by which he is to be relished ; he must teach the art by which he is to be seen."*
Sayfa 86 - Chariot of God in the thunder-cloud ! You may trace its path by the flashes that start From the rapid wheels where'er they dart, As the fire-bolts leap to the world below, And flood the skies with a lurid glow.
Sayfa 92 - With delighted eye, To gaze upon the mountains—to behold With deep affection, the pure, ample sky, And clouds along its blue abysses rolled, To love the song of waters, and to hear The melody of winds with charmed
Sayfa 89 - No more thy glassy brook reflects the day But choked with sedges, works its weedy way Along thy glades a solitary guest.
Sayfa 83 - For thou, to northern lands, again The glad and glorious sun dost bring And thou hast joined the gentle train And wear'st the gentle name of Spring.
Sayfa 86 - Come when the rains Have glazed the snow and clothed the trees with ice, While the slant sun of February pours Into the bowers a flood of light.

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