...flowers spring, among which are the mountain daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild-brier rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I...summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover, in an autumn»! morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion...

...to a friend, " among which are the mountain daisy, harebell, and foxglove ; the wild briar-rose, and budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with peculiar delight. I never hear the loud, solitary, whistle of the curlew, in a summer's noon, or the...

...flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild-brier rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I...summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion...

...flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the harebell, the foxglove, the wild-brier rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I...summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion...

...budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight. I never heard the loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion...

...flowers in spring, among which are the mountain daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I...view and hang over with particular delight. I never heard the loud solitary whistle of the curlew on a summer morn, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop...

...in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell,. the fox-glove, the wild-brier rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I...summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion...

...a friend, " among •which are the mountain daisy, harebell, and foxglove ; the wild briar-rose and budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with peculiar delight. I never hear the loud, solitary •whistle of the curlew in a summer's noon, or the...

...impression. I have some favourite flowers in spring ; among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brierrose, the budding birch,...summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul, like the enthusiasm of devotion...

...grasp ; but, like The good old patriarch upon record, Hold the fleet angel fast until he bless thee. brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn,...view and hang over with particular delight. I never hoar the loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop...