 The ring-dove builds and murmurs there; Close by my cot she tells her tale To every passing villager : The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I...  Poems - Page 199by Samuel Rogers - 1834 - 295 pagesFull view - About this book
 | James Douglas - 1872 - 68 pages
...incur the displeasure of their master. Dear is my native little vale, The ring-dove builds and warbles there, Close by my cot she tells her tale To every...from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. EULES OF SYNTAX. Nominative and Verb. EULE I. — A Verb must agree with• its Nominative in number... | |
 | Samuel Orchart Beeton - American poetry - 1873 - 782 pages
...the breeze, And point with taper spire to Heaven. Samuel Rogers. — Born 1762, Died 1855. 1 1 86— hains and courted death. That father perish' <1 at...his lineal race In darkness found a dwelling-place. orange groves and myrtle bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1873 - 348 pages
...XLIII.— HOME SCENES IN MY NATIVE VALE. ROOBKB. Dear — is my little native vale, — The rtn^-do ve — builds — and murmurs there ; Close — by my cot...— to tree, And shells his nuts — at liberty. In oranye-groves — and myrtfe-bowers, (That breathe a gale— of fragrance round,) I charm — the /airy-footed... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1874 - 390 pages
...Ne'er bends where we do walk ; Yet in the morning may be seen Where we the night before have been, AN ITALIAN SONG. DEAR is my little native vale ; The...from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. 1 Tester — a sixpence. 1 Manchet — a small white loaf — food. In orange groves and myrtle bowers,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1875 - 560 pages
...my little native vale, The ring-dove builds ami murmurs there ; Close by my cot she tells her tale i To every passing villager. The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves nml myrtle bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1875 - 392 pages
...there; Close by my eot shi; tells her tale To every passing villager. vent : SOXGS OF THREE CENTURIES. The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - English poetry - 1876 - 828 pages
...With many a voice that thrills of transport gave, Now silent as the grass that tufts their grave ! orange groves and myrtle bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - American literature - 1876 - 860 pages
...the happiest of the happy ; When a spring-lock that lay in ambush there, Fastened her down for ever ! nt good Riou ;* Soft orange groves and myrtle bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1876 - 562 pages
...rriage-vowsweregiven, With merry peals shall swell the breeze, And point with taper spire to heaven. ITALIAN SONG. PEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and...cot she tells her tale To every passing villager. vent : SONGS OF THREE CENTURIES. The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty.... | |
 | Edward Jesse - Animal behavior - 1877 - 422 pages
...in a shallow brook. THE SQUIRREL. 1 Dear is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and warblea there; Close by my cot she tells her tale To every...from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty.' — ROGERS. WHILE fishing in the beautiful grounds of Pain's Hill, near Cobham, I have had frequent... | |
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