Scenes and Tales of Country Life: With Recollections of Natural HistoryJohn Murray, 1844 - 399 Seiten |
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... Eggs . Jungle- Fowl . Bower - Birds . Spotted Bower - Bird . Peculiar Sounds of Animals 150 Scent . Foxes . Mole . Gui- nea - Pig . Rats . The Queen Bee . The Corn - Crake . Local Faunas Hawking . Jackdaws . Mag- pie - Hoards . Queen ...
... Eggs . Jungle- Fowl . Bower - Birds . Spotted Bower - Bird . Peculiar Sounds of Animals 150 Scent . Foxes . Mole . Gui- nea - Pig . Rats . The Queen Bee . The Corn - Crake . Local Faunas Hawking . Jackdaws . Mag- pie - Hoards . Queen ...
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... egg , and having exactly the microscopical characters and general appearance of the water - rat ( arvicola amphibia ) . After searching repeatedly under the different nests , we were never able to discover any rejected particles of fish ...
... egg , and having exactly the microscopical characters and general appearance of the water - rat ( arvicola amphibia ) . After searching repeatedly under the different nests , we were never able to discover any rejected particles of fish ...
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... eggs about the middle of March , as on the 8th of April I found discarded egg - shells under their nests . The cry of the young birds is very pe- culiar , resembling the sound of distant hammering . I have only heard it when the old ...
... eggs about the middle of March , as on the 8th of April I found discarded egg - shells under their nests . The cry of the young birds is very pe- culiar , resembling the sound of distant hammering . I have only heard it when the old ...
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... eggs , but I have never with all my en- quiries , been able to procure a satisfactory proof that this was the case from any of the keepers in the Royal Parks , in most of which the hedge - hog is plentiful . It will also feed on some ...
... eggs , but I have never with all my en- quiries , been able to procure a satisfactory proof that this was the case from any of the keepers in the Royal Parks , in most of which the hedge - hog is plentiful . It will also feed on some ...
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... eggs is equally erroneous . It lives in perfect harmony with pigeons in the dove - cot , who appear neither to fear or to avoid it . The owl is a great favourite with me , and I like to see it flying softly and silently along the side ...
... eggs is equally erroneous . It lives in perfect harmony with pigeons in the dove - cot , who appear neither to fear or to avoid it . The owl is a great favourite with me , and I like to see it flying softly and silently along the side ...
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Seite 48 - There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter, Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle, And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a chain In a most hideous and dreadful manner...
Seite 288 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Seite 172 - Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings, that fear their subjects
Seite 88 - THERE are no colours in the fairest sky So fair as these. The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an Angel's wing.
Seite 100 - 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 fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell, Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Seite 19 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Seite 240 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
Seite 238 - O NIGHTINGALE that on yon bloomy spray Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still, Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill, While the jolly hours lead on propitious May.
Seite 247 - With mazy error under pendent shades Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Seite 243 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my State with kings.