The Book of the Seasons: Or, The Calendar of NatureCarey & Lea, 1831 - 404 pages |
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... snow, sweeping across the country even to the shores of the Irish Channel. The mails are stopped, the snowdrifts in many places are stated to be twenty- five feet deep, and great numbers of sheep have perished beneath them, — one farmer ...
... snow, sweeping across the country even to the shores of the Irish Channel. The mails are stopped, the snowdrifts in many places are stated to be twenty- five feet deep, and great numbers of sheep have perished beneath them, — one farmer ...
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Or, The Calendar of Nature William Howitt. JANUARY . B " " By his commandment he maketh the snow to.
Or, The Calendar of Nature William Howitt. JANUARY . B " " By his commandment he maketh the snow to.
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... snow to fall apace , and sendeth swiftly the lightnings of his judgement . " Through this the treasures are opened and clouds fly forth as fowls . 66 By his great power he maketh the clouds firm and the hailstones are broken small ...
... snow to fall apace , and sendeth swiftly the lightnings of his judgement . " Through this the treasures are opened and clouds fly forth as fowls . 66 By his great power he maketh the clouds firm and the hailstones are broken small ...
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... snow. Snow is a general informer, betraying the footsteps of every creature, great and small. The poacher and the gamekeeper are equally on the alert, while it lies freshly upon the ground ; the one to track game, the other vermin ; and ...
... snow. Snow is a general informer, betraying the footsteps of every creature, great and small. The poacher and the gamekeeper are equally on the alert, while it lies freshly upon the ground ; the one to track game, the other vermin ; and ...
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... snow along , whirling it from the open fields , and driving it against whatever opposes its course . People who are obliged to be passing to and fro muffle up their faces , and bow their heads to the blast . There is no loitering , no ...
... snow along , whirling it from the open fields , and driving it against whatever opposes its course . People who are obliged to be passing to and fro muffle up their faces , and bow their heads to the blast . There is no loitering , no ...
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aliis Alpine amongst April arvensis autumn banks beauty bees Beetle birds blue bogs boughs Broad-leaved buds CALENDAR OF BRITISH Chalky Class and Linnæan Class and Order Cnicus có có có colchicum autumnale Common corn Corn-fields cum mult delightful Diaphora mendica ditches ditto Duration earth eggs English Names Fens fieldfare fields flowers forest fresh frost garden grass green harvest Haunts heart hedges Hornbeam Hypena rostralis insect larvæ leaves Linnæan Names Locality March Marsh MARY HOWITT Meadows and pastures month Moth mountains mult nests Nomina numbers plants pleasant poet Ponds Purple rare rivers rocks rural Sandy places Saxifrage Scotland Sea-shore season SELECT CALENDAR snow sowing species spirit spring Star of Bethlehem Stone Curlew streams summer sunshine sweet thou trees umbels vulgaris Waste ground Watery places wild Willow winds winter Woods and heaths Woods and hedges yellow Yellow Wagtail young
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Page 163 - Yet count our gains. This wealth is but a name That leaves our useful products still the same. Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied ; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage and hounds...
Page 55 - Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it; thou greatly enrichest it with the river of God, which is full of water: thou preparest them corn when thou hast so provided for it.
Page 27 - He giveth snow like wool : He scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes. He casteth forth His ice like morsels : Who can stand before His cold? He sendeth out His word, and melteth them : He causeth His wind to blow, and the waters flow.
Page 21 - Awake : The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet.
Page 55 - Thou crownest the year with thy goodness ; and thy paths drop fatness. They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness: and the little hills rejoice on every side. The pastures are clothed with flocks ; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, they also sing.
Page 111 - Come on therefore, let us enjoy the good things that are present : and let us speedily use the creatures like as in youth. Let us fill ourselves with costly wine and ointments : and let no flower of the spring pass by us : Let us crown ourselves with rosebuds, before they be withered...
Page 245 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...
Page 287 - Be thou on the earth;" likewise to the small rain, and to the great rain of his strength. He sealeth up the hand of every man ; that all men may know his work.
Page 22 - O unexpected stroke, worse than of death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise? thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of gods? where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both.