The English Landscape in Picture, Prose and PoetryKathleen Conyngham Greene |
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... close by. Light and the breezes are as quick as the eyes of a poplar-lover to rind the willing tree that dances to be seen. No lurking for them, no reluctance. One could never make for oneself an oak day so well. The oaks would wait to ...
... close by. Light and the breezes are as quick as the eyes of a poplar-lover to rind the willing tree that dances to be seen. No lurking for them, no reluctance. One could never make for oneself an oak day so well. The oaks would wait to ...
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... close , unthrilled . Its stature gives it a dark gold head when it looks alone to the late sun . But if one could go by all the woods , across all the old forests that are now meadowlands set with trees , and could walk a county ...
... close , unthrilled . Its stature gives it a dark gold head when it looks alone to the late sun . But if one could go by all the woods , across all the old forests that are now meadowlands set with trees , and could walk a county ...
Page 52
... close by . Light and the breezes are as quick as the eyes of a poplar - lover to find the willing tree that dances to be seen . No lurking for them , no reluctance . One could never make for oneself an oak day so well . The oaks would ...
... close by . Light and the breezes are as quick as the eyes of a poplar - lover to find the willing tree that dances to be seen . No lurking for them , no reluctance . One could never make for oneself an oak day so well . The oaks would ...
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The English Landscape in Picture, Prose and Poetry Greene, Kathleen Conyngham No preview available - 1932 |
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Alice Meynell AUTHOR'S EXECUTORS beautiful beech beneath birch birds bloom blossom blue boughs bower breeze bright Burfield Dyer C. H. Brading Charlotte Mew Childerditch clouds COTTAGE dance dark delightful distant Dorothy Wordsworth doth elms ENGLISH LANDSCAPE EXECUTORS and MESSRS extract eyes farm fields flocks flowers forest FRANCIS BRETT YOUNG G. W. Norris golden grass green grey happy hawthorn heart heaven hedge Huntingdon James Elroy Flecker John Masefield land leaf leaves light look lovely Maud Shelley meadows morn murmur night o'er P. G. Read pines poem pool poplars R. D. Blackmore rain Richard Jefferies road Robert Bridges rock round Sackville-West sail scrap of garden shade sheep shepherd sing sleep soft spire spring stream summer sweet Thames thee Thomas Hardy thou twitter vale valley village violets W. B. Wilson W. H. Hudson weather wild William Cobbett winter woods Young Beichan