Comentarios de usuarios - Escribir una reseña
No hemos encontrado ninguna reseña en los sitios habituales.
Otras ediciones - Ver todo
already animal appearance attention beautiful believe better bird bright called CHAPTER close cold common course curious death direction district early eggs fact fairy feet fish frequently Gaelic give glen green half hand head heard Highlands hour interesting kind known labour land least less light lines living Lochaber look manner matter means moment month morning mountain natural nest never night notes notice observed occasion once otter particular passing perhaps plant possible potato present probably proper question rain rare reader remarkable round season seems seen shores short singing song sort speak specimen spring storm story summer sure thing thought tree true turn usual weather West whole wild wind wing winter wonder young
Página 1 - Farewell, farewell, but this I tell To thee, them Wedding Guest, He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man, and bird, and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things, both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Página 118 - thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy, low, lie down : Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Página 74 - I have found out a gift for my fair : I have found where the wood-pigeons breed ; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed : For he ne'er could be true, she averr'd. Who could rob a poor bird of its young ; And I lov'd her the more when I heard Such
Página 382 - Has God, thou fool ! worked solely for thy good, Thy joy, thy pastime, thy attire, thy food ? Who for thy table feeds the wanton fawn, For him as kindly spread the flowery lawn ; Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings ? Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. I* it for thee the linnet
Página 120 - from the Song of Solomon :—" For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone ; the flowers appear on the earth ; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; the figtree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grapes give a good smell.
Página 28 - At morn the black-cock trims his jetty wing, 'Tis morning prompts the linnet's blithest lay, All Nature's children feel the matin spring Of life reviving, with reviving day ; And while yon little bark glides down the bay, Wafting the stranger on his way again, Morn's genial influence roused a minstrel grey, And sweetly o'er the lake
Página 74 - I have heard her with sweetness unfold How that pity was due to a dove ; That it ever attended the bold, And she called it the Sister of Love. But her words such a pleasure convey, So much I her accents adore, Let her speak, and whatever «he
Página 12 - warn'd thee, but in vain, for well I knew What perils youthful ardour would pursue ; That boiling blood would carry thee too far, Young as thou wert to dangers, raw to war ; O curs'd essay of arms, disastrous doom, Prelude of bloody fields and fights to come. Hard elements of
Página 12 - 0 Pallas, thou hast failed thy plighted word, To fight with caution, not to tempt the sword ; I warn'd thee, but in vain, for well I knew What perils youthful ardour would pursue ; That boiling blood would carry thee too far, Young as thou wert to dangers, raw to war ; O