"The Quiet Life": Certain Verses by Various HandsHarper & brothers, 1889 - 97 páginas |
Términos y frases comunes
Alack ALFRED PARSONS Asylums beauties birds bless Blest brain breath brook Brown carriage church City court curious Darnel dear debt delights descend Deserts Doctor doctrine Doth dream drink EPILOGUE Fair fancy flatter flow'rs Fond gain GARDEN girls Glasse Gods Grace green grow hand happy hear Heaven herbs hinted hither Hours hunt husband Innocence leave live MARRIED MASTER ANTHONY STAFFORD melodious mind MISTRESS mortal Murmur muse ne'er nights noble nought nurse ODE TO SOLITUDE paradise parish Park Patience Peace pipe pleasures poem powder'd praise PROLOGUE puns Quiet QUINCE repose sage sermon shade shoe sing sleep slide smile Sound sport stable Steal steed strife subscribed sweet tale taste Tell thought trees trifled UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN Uprose VERSES VICAR village Weary whist WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED wish wits worthy
Pasajes populares
Página 18 - What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Página 18 - Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that Ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Página 15 - Fair Quiet, have I found thee here, And Innocence thy sister dear? Mistaken long, I sought you then In busy companies of men: Your sacred plants, if here below, Only among the plants will grow: Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So amorous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress
Página 72 - Happy the man. whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound. Content to breathe his native air. In his own ground Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire. Whose trees in summer yield him shade. In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years slide soft away, In health of body, peace of mind. Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night; study and ease. Together mixt: sweet recreation, And innocence, which most does please With meditation.
Página 16 - When we have run our passion's heat, Love hither makes his best retreat. The Gods, that mortal beauty chase, Still in a tree did end their race; Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed.
Página 20 - twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there : Two paradises 'twere in one, To live in paradise alone. How well the skilful gardener drew Of flowers and herbs this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run, And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we ! How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers...
Página 64 - Alack, the change! In vain I look For haunts in which my boyhood trifled; The level lawn, the trickling brook, The trees I climbed, the beds I rifled. The church is larger than before, You reach it by a carriage entry: It holds three hundred people more, And pews are fitted up for gentry.
Página 20 - Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and combs its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.
Página 60 - Urban. He did not think all mischief fair, Although he had a knack of joking ; He did not make himself a bear, Although he had a taste for smoking ; And when religious...
Página 15 - While all flowers and all trees do close To weave the garlands of repose. Fair Quiet, have I found thee here, And Innocence, thy sister dear!