Attractions of Language, Or A Popular View of Natural Language: In All Its Varied Displays, in the Animate and Inanimate World; and as Corresponding with Instinct, Intelligence and Reason ... |
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... side , and the squirrel's shrill chirrup sound- ed from the bushes as we brushed by . Whir - r - r , whir - r - r , and away went the cunning partridge , startled at the sound of wheels , from its leafy covert . Tump- te - tump , beat ...
... side , and the squirrel's shrill chirrup sound- ed from the bushes as we brushed by . Whir - r - r , whir - r - r , and away went the cunning partridge , startled at the sound of wheels , from its leafy covert . Tump- te - tump , beat ...
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... side that twinkling world . Send earth on towards it ; earth , moving at the rate of a million and a half miles every day . Hurry it on ; suns rise and set ; moons wax and wane ; snows fall and melt and disappear ; men grow old , and ...
... side that twinkling world . Send earth on towards it ; earth , moving at the rate of a million and a half miles every day . Hurry it on ; suns rise and set ; moons wax and wane ; snows fall and melt and disappear ; men grow old , and ...
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... Side - saddle flower or Adam's cup rears high a temperance banner of dark purple , in the reedy swamp ; for , from its root spring leafy cups , all filled with crystal water . By the shady brooks swing the little yellow pitchers which ...
... Side - saddle flower or Adam's cup rears high a temperance banner of dark purple , in the reedy swamp ; for , from its root spring leafy cups , all filled with crystal water . By the shady brooks swing the little yellow pitchers which ...
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... side of you ; and to him , who studies the works of nature , animate or inanimate , they will constantly present themselves , extorting , even from the unwilling heart , an acknowledgement of the unbounded be- nevolence of that Being ...
... side of you ; and to him , who studies the works of nature , animate or inanimate , they will constantly present themselves , extorting , even from the unwilling heart , an acknowledgement of the unbounded be- nevolence of that Being ...
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... side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast- The desert and illimitable air- Lone wandering , but not lost . All day thy wings have fanned , At that far height , the cold thin atmosphere , Yet stoop not ...
... side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast- The desert and illimitable air- Lone wandering , but not lost . All day thy wings have fanned , At that far height , the cold thin atmosphere , Yet stoop not ...
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Amaranth amid animal intelligence animals antennæ articulate artificial language beautiful beneath bird breath bright brute called cartilage child communication companion countenance dark deep Depressor anguli oris distant earth employed Epiglottis expression fear feeling flowers gaze gesticulation gesture give glottis guage hand happy hear heard heart heaven human imitation insect instinct instrument intelligence interest koax Larynx laugh leaves light lips living look melody merated mind morning mouth muscles natural language nerves nest never night organs of voice pair pass passion peculiar perhaps Pomum Adami possession produced quadrupeds reader sensation shines skeleton-frame smile soul sound speak species stars strange talk tell thought thyroid cartilage tion tone tongue trachea tree triloquist truth turn Ventriloquism ventriloquist vocal vowel vrom whispers wind wings wonderful words young Zygomaticus minor
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Page 94 - And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shall thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone: the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Page 94 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 94 - Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side?
Page 56 - There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's- lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons as they roll.
Page 90 - O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. 'T is noon, 't is night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confined ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell...
Page 25 - IN Eastern lands they talk in flowers, And they tell in a garland their loves and cares ; Each blossom that blooms in their garden bowers, On its leaves a mystic language bears.
Page 90 - ... speech.— And see, the master but returns to die! Yet who shall bid the watchful servant fly ? The blasts of...
Page 90 - tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confined! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell? With conscious truth retrace the mazy clue Of varied scents, that charmed her as she flew ? Hail, MEMORY, hail! thy universal reign Guards the least link of Being's glorious chain.
Page 92 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Page 56 - Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises in the blackening east, Be my tongue mute, my Fancy * paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat...