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" THE stormy March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies , I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the snowy valley flies Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild stormy month! in praise of thee ; Yet, though thy winds are loud... "
The New Monthly Belle Assemblée - Σελίδα 127
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The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 428 σελίδες
...at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies; I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the valley flies. Ah, passing few are they who speak,...Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a weleome month to me. For thou to northern lands again The glad and glorious sun dost bring, \nd thou...

The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 428 σελίδες
...a frozen bud, And flood a fresher throat of song. ALFRED TENNYSON. MARCH. The stormy March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies; I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the valley flies. Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild, stormy month, in praise of thee ! Yet, though...

The Rural Poetry of the English Language: Illustrating the Seasons and ...

Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 554 σελίδες
...Jgtorrjf. BRYANT'S "MAROT." AN IDYLLIC ODE. THE stormy March i - come at last, With wind and oloud and changing skies ; I hear the rushing of the blast...loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to me. For tbon to northern lands again The glad and glorious sun dost bring, And thou hast joined the gentle...

The Rural Poetry of the English Language: Illustrating the Seasons and ...

Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 544 σελίδες
...transgressed, and void of blame to Heaven ! BRYANT'S "MARCH." AN IDYLLIC ODE. THE .»tunny March is come ALTH. Т is now the raven's bleak abode, Т is now the the« ; Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcene month to me. For thou to northern...

A Collection of Familiar Quotations: With Complete Indices of Authors and ...

John Bartlett - 1856 - 358 σελίδες
...him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. March. The stormy March has come at last, With wind and clouds and changing skies ; I hear the rushing of the blast That through the snowy valley flies. Autumn Woods. But 'neath yon crimson tree, Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame, Nor mark,...

Principles of Elocution

Thomas Ewing - 1857 - 412 σελίδες
...•*An Anapsest ^ --' A Tribrach >— ^ • POETEY. 1. THE MONTH OP MARCH. THE stormy March has come at last, With wind and cloud and changing skies ; I hear the rushing of the bkst, That through the snowy valley flies. Ah ! passing few are they who speak, Wild stormy month,...

Daily Bible teachings, for the young

Thulia Susannah Engall - 1859
...must all be gone ; For, day by day, as minutes fly, Eternity comes on." 1 " The stormy March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies....of thee. Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, *J Thou art a welcome month to nie. "Thou briug'st the hope of those calm sku , And that soft time...

Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1859 - 286 σελίδες
...narrow glen, Shalt mock the fading race of men. 58 MARCH THE stormy March is come at last With wmd, and cloud, and changing skies ; I hear the rushing...passing few are they who speak, Wild stormy month 1 in praise of the« ; Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a weleome month to me. For...

Large paper ed. revised The wild flowers of England; or, Favourite field ...

Robert Tyas - 1859
...the order Ericaceae. THE PASQUE-FLOWER ANEMONE. Anemone Pulsatilla ; Linn. The stormy March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies...rushing of the blast That through the snowy valley lies. Ah ! passing few are they who speak, Wild stormy month, in praise of thee ; Yet, though thy winds...

Methodist Review, Τόμος 41

1859
...poem " smells " of them, as some men's poems are said to smell of the lamp. " The stormy March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies, I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the valley flies. " Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild stormy March ! in praise of thee ; Yet though...




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