The Months [An Anthology] Illustr. by Pen and Pencil. Ed. by S. Manning

The Months [An Anthology] Illustr. by Pen and Pencil. Ed. by S. Manning

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876 edition. Excerpt: ... the blood of Christ that even Thy saints can be impelled to give due thanks unto Thee for Thy great love, while Thou clothest the grass that makes pleasant their footpath over this magnificent wreck of a glorious world! THE WATERFALL. ROM the fierce aspect of this river, throwing His giant body o'er the steep rock's brink, Back in astonishment and fear we shrink: But, gradually a calmer look bestowing, Flowers we espy beside the torrent growing; Flowers that peep forth from many a cleft and chink, And, from the whirlwind of his anger, drink Hues ever fresh, in rocky fortress blowing: They suck--from breath that, threatening destroy, Is more benignant than the dewy eve--Beauty and life, and motions as of joy: Nor doubt but He to whom yon pine trees nod Their heads in sign of worship, Nature's God, These humbler adorations will receive. WOOD WALK AND HYMN. "How the green shadows close Into a rich clear summer darkness round A luxury of gloom! Scarce doth one ray, Kven when a soft wind parts the foliage, steal O'er the bronzed pillars of these deep arcades; Or if it doth, 'tis with a mellowed hue Of glow-worm coloured light." ROODS there some spirit here? The Summer leaves hang silent as a cloud; And o'er the pools, all still and darkly clear, The wild wood-hyacinth with awe seems bowed; And something of a tender cloistral gloom Deepens the violet's bloom. The very light that streams Through the dim dewy veil of foliage round, Comes tremulous with emerald-tinted gleams, As if it knew the place were holy ground, And would not startle, with too bright a burst, Flowers, all divinely nursed. Wakes there some spirk here? A swift wind, fraught with change, comes rushing by; And leaves and waters, in its wild career, Shed forth more

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  • Paperback | 40 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 91g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236500156
  • 9781236500151