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... landscapes around London do not form the chief feature in literature of such a description . If we take the testimony ... landscape scenery than many of us know . Nature rude and aboriginal as well as Nature tamed and humanised awaits us ...
... landscapes around London do not form the chief feature in literature of such a description . If we take the testimony ... landscape scenery than many of us know . Nature rude and aboriginal as well as Nature tamed and humanised awaits us ...
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... Landscape Features of Middlesex . - Profiles of the Ground in the Leafless Months . - Are the Hills Nature's tumuli ? -An Excavation . - The Gates of Death : Friar Laurence on Mortality . - The Geography , Zoology , and Climate of the ...
... Landscape Features of Middlesex . - Profiles of the Ground in the Leafless Months . - Are the Hills Nature's tumuli ? -An Excavation . - The Gates of Death : Friar Laurence on Mortality . - The Geography , Zoology , and Climate of the ...
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... Landscape to the subterranean World . - Nature's Lithographs around London . - Finsbury Park again . - Extinction of Hornsey Wood House : Relics . — Beautiful Landscape Prospect at Finsbury Park.— Fossil Seeking a Brickfield . -On the ...
... Landscape to the subterranean World . - Nature's Lithographs around London . - Finsbury Park again . - Extinction of Hornsey Wood House : Relics . — Beautiful Landscape Prospect at Finsbury Park.— Fossil Seeking a Brickfield . -On the ...
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... Landscape Scenery . - Hills and Heaths . - Surrey Trees . - The Chestnuts of Salvator Rosa . - Visit to Hascombe Beeches . — To the Burgate Chestnuts : Description of the Trees . -To the Peperharrow Cedars . - To the Yews at Hambledon ...
... Landscape Scenery . - Hills and Heaths . - Surrey Trees . - The Chestnuts of Salvator Rosa . - Visit to Hascombe Beeches . — To the Burgate Chestnuts : Description of the Trees . -To the Peperharrow Cedars . - To the Yews at Hambledon ...
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... Landscape Surroundings of the Sub - Tropicals . - The History of Bat- tersea Park . - Battersea Fields transformed . - The Palm in an English Greensward : Mrs. Hemans . - Old Geologic Times around London restored . No. XII . BATTERSEA ...
... Landscape Surroundings of the Sub - Tropicals . - The History of Bat- tersea Park . - Battersea Fields transformed . - The Palm in an English Greensward : Mrs. Hemans . - Old Geologic Times around London restored . No. XII . BATTERSEA ...
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Page 88 - Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind. With tranquil restoration...
Page 63 - OLD Yew, which graspest at the stones That name the underlying dead, Thy fibres net the dreamless head, Thy roots are wrapt about the bones. The seasons bring the flower again, And bring the firstling to the flock; And in the dusk of thee, the clock Beats out the little lives of men.
Page 17 - There rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands ; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
Page 79 - Methought it was the sound Of riot and ill-managed merriment, Such as the jocund flute or gamesome pipe Stirs up among the loose unlettered hinds, When, for their teeming flocks and granges full, In wanton dance they praise the bounteous Pan, And thank the gods amiss.
Page 65 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat, With short shrill shriek, flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn...
Page 74 - Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape Lay as if new-created in all the freshness of childhood. Peace seemed to reign upon earth, and the restless heart of the ocean Was for a moment consoled. All sounds were in harmony blended. Voices of children at play...
Page 10 - Tis a note of enchantment ; what ails her ? She sees A mountain ascending, a vision of trees ; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside.
Page 80 - The coot was swimming in the reedy pond, Beside the water-hen, so soon affrighted; And in the weedy moat the heron, fond Of solitude, alighted. The moping heron, motionless and stiff, That on a stone, as silently and stilly, Stood, an apparent sentinel, as if To guard the water-lily.
Page 113 - And portance in my travel's history; Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Page 16 - Hast thou entered into the springs of the sea? Or hast thou walked in the search of the depth? Have the gates of death been opened unto thee? Or hast thou seen the doors of the shadow of death ? Hast thou perceived the breadth of the earth?