The Florist, Fruitist, and Garden Miscellany, Bände 14-15

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"Florist" office, 1860
 

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Seite 367 - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Seite 298 - The tree Sucks kindlier nurture from a soil enriched By its own fallen leaves ; and man is made In heart and spirit from deciduous hopes And things that seem to perish.
Seite 329 - We have very often little snatches of sunshine and fair weather in the most uncomfortable parts of the year, and have frequently se-veral days in November and January that are as agreeable as any in the finest months.
Seite 102 - ... walk under his huge legs, and peep about to find themselves dishonourable graves.—" Putting aside, therefore, (as Cumberland says,) any further mention of Shakspeare, who was a poet out of all rule, and beyond all compass of criticism, one whose excellencies are above comparison, and whose errors beyond number,
Seite 329 - ... uncomfortable parts of the year, and have frequently se-veral days in November and January that are as agreeable as any in the finest months. At such times, therefore, I think there could not be a greater pleasure than to walk in such a winter garden as I have proposed. In the summer season the whole country blooms, and is a kind of garden...
Seite 164 - But an old age serene and bright, And lovely as a Lapland night, Shall lead thee to thy grave.
Seite 332 - There," said he, pointing to a bank of " garden flowers grown wild," " there are the Findernes' flowers, brought by Sir Geoffrey from the Holy Land, and do what we will, they will never die...
Seite 248 - Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Seite 6 - Stornaway had become quite bewildered on the subject of that meteorological phenomenon called the Dawn of Day. In fact, I doubt whether he ever slept for more than five minutes at a stretch, without waking up in a state of nervous agitation, lest it should be cock-crow. At last, when night ceased altogether, his constitution could no longer stand the shock. .He crowed once or twice sarcastically, then went melancholy mad : finally, taking a calenture, he cackled lowly (probably of green fields),...
Seite 329 - I am so far of your opinion, that I can by no means think the verdure of an evergreen comparable to that which shoots out annually, and clothes our trees in the summer season. But I have often wondered...

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