 | Mary Botham Howitt - Country life - 1854 - 592 pages
...the terror of mariners. March winds are boisterous and vehement to a proverb. THE FIRST DAY OF MARCH. It is the first mild day of March, Each minute sweeter than before, The redbreast sing from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air Which seems a... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - Country life - 1854 - 584 pages
...the terror of mariners. March winds are boisterous and vehement to a proverb. THE FIRST DAY OF MARCH. It is the first mild day of March, Each minute sweeter than before, There is a blessing in the air Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - Periodicals - 1855 - 780 pages
...nose, He's often trod hard on poor Johnny Bull's toes," &c., is jumbled with a poem of Wordsworth's — It is the first mild day of March, Each minute sweeter...The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands betöre our door,'' — which we must have seen in the Penny Magazine. In all this there is probably... | |
 | 1855 - 784 pages
...Bull's toes," &c., is jumbled with a poem of Wordsworth's — It is the first mild day of March, Eacli minute sweeter than before. The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands before our door," — which we must have seen in the Penny Magazine. In all this there is probably some coufusion of... | |
 | William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1857 - 480 pages
...brethren a march thou should'st sound through the clouds. And back to the forests again ! TO MY SISTER.* IT is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter...The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees,... | |
 | 1864 - 492 pages
...seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And grass in the green field. " My sister ('tis a wish of mine), Now that our morning meal is done, Make haste, your morning task resign; Come forth and feel the sun. " Edward will come with you... | |
 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 pages
...SMALL DISTANCE FROM MY HOUSE, AND SENT RY MY LITTLE BOY TO THE PERSON TO WHOM THEY WERE ADDRESSED. IT is the first mild day of March, Each minute sweeter...The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - Bookbinding - 1858 - 550 pages
...SMALL DISTANCE FROM MY HOUSE, AND SENT RY MY LITTLE ROY TO THE PERSON TO WHOM THEY WERE ADDRESSED. IT is the first mild day of March, Each minute sweeter than before ; The redbreast sings from tho tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of... | |
 | William Allingham - English poetry - 1860 - 316 pages
...more. TENNYSON. TO MY SISTER. WRITTEN AT A SM A II, DISTANCE FROM MY HOUSE, AND SENT BY MY LITTLE BOY. IT is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter...The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees,... | |
 | Advanced reading book - Readers - 1860 - 458 pages
...day, Our upward and our downward way ; And glorify for us the west, When we shall sink to final rest. IT is the first mild day of March, Each minute sweeter...The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees... | |
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IT is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before, The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare And grass... 
