The English Landscape in Picture, Prose and PoetryKathleen Conyngham Greene |
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Page 51
... eyes that have long ceased to be sated , have taken leave of weariness , and cannot now find anything in nature too familiar ; eyes which have , indeed , lost sight of the further awe of midsummer daybreak , and no longer see so much of ...
... eyes that have long ceased to be sated , have taken leave of weariness , and cannot now find anything in nature too familiar ; eyes which have , indeed , lost sight of the further awe of midsummer daybreak , and no longer see so much of ...
Page 52
... 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 wait to be found , and many would be missed from 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 wait to be found , and many would be missed from the ...
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... eyes . For it comes from the west lands , the old brown hills , And April's in the west wind , and daffodils . It's a fine land , the west land , for hearts as tired as mine , Apple orchards blossom there , and the air's like wine ...
... eyes . For it comes from the west lands , the old brown hills , And April's in the west wind , and daffodils . It's a fine land , the west land , for hearts as tired as mine , Apple orchards blossom there , and the air's like wine ...
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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