| Royal institution of Great Britain - 1882 - 840 pages
...spring of lively cheer, Sparkling cool and clear, And filtered through the sand At their feet ; 'Tig a life-restoring flood To repair the wasted blood...to reign In the chambers of the brain With misrule ; Where dark water-cresses grow You will trace its quiet flow, With mossy border yellow, So mild, and... | |
| 1882 - 844 pages
...shining fair, And sending glory everywhere, Makes an eternal temple there. Good Words. GENEVIEVE IRONS. FROM the rim it trickles down Of the mountain's granite...veins with lively flow, Yet it knoweth not to reign Through the chambers of the brain With misrule ; Where dark water-cresses grow You will trace its quiet... | |
| Royal Institution of Great Britain - Science - 1882 - 774 pages
...spring of lively cheer, Sparkling cool and clear, And filtered through the sand ' At their feet ; 'Tie a life-restoring flood To repair the wasted blood...to reign In the chambers of the brain With misrule ; Where dark water-cresses grow You will trace its quiet flow, With mossy border yellow. Bo mild, and... | |
| 1883 - 784 pages
...doleful tale — which she not unfrequenuy tells — of " Old Nickson's Will." A MOUNTAIN STREAM. FBOM the rim it trickles down Of the mountain's granite...veins with lively flow. Yet it knoweth not to reign Through the chambers of the brain With misrule; Where dark water-cresses grow You will trace its quiet... | |
| Nigel MacNeill - Scottish Gaelic literature - 1892 - 376 pages
...washing In the pools, Like lovers newly wedded, Light-hearted, giddy-headed Little fools. JTo thir?t have they beside The mill-brook's flowing tide And...to reign In the chambers of the brain With misrule ; Where dark water-cresses grow You will trace its quiet flow, With mossy border yellow, So mild, and... | |
| Nigel MacNeill - Literature and history of the Gael - 1898 - 368 pages
...giddy-headed Little fools. No thir?t have they beside The mill-brook's flowing tide And the pure well's luc1d pride Honey-sweet ; A spring of lively cheer, Sparkling,...to reign In the chambers of the brain With misrule ; Where dark water-cresses grow You will trace its quiet flow, With mossy border yellow, So mild, and... | |
| Elizabeth Amelia Sharp, J. Matthay - English poetry - 1924 - 520 pages
...spied The sun colour their red hide, As they wandered in their pride O'er Ben Dorain. The Hill-Water. From the rim it trickles down Of the mountain's granite...to reign In the chambers of the brain With misrule ; Where dark water-cresses grow You will trace its quiet flow, With mossy border yellow, So mild, and... | |
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