 If he speaks of a tax or a duty, If he does not look grand on his knees, If he's blind to a landscape of beauty — Hills, valleys, rocks, waters and trees, If he dotes not on desolate towers, If he likes not to hear the blast blow, If he knows not the...  The Poetical Works of Winthrop Mackworth Praed - Page 221by Winthrop Mackworth Praed - 1844 - 287 pagesFull view - About this book
 | John William Cunliffe, James Francis Augustin Pyre, James Francis Augustine Pyre, Karl Young - English literature - 1910 - 1176 pages
...Araminta, say ' No ! ' *> If he speaks of a tax or a duty, If he docs not look grand on his knees, If he's blind to a landscape of beauty, Hills, valleys,...waters, and trees, If he dotes not on desolate towers, 85 If he likes not to hear the blast blow, If he knows not the language of flowers,— My own Araminta,... | |
 | Robert Maynard Leonard - English poetry - 1911 - 642 pages
...own Araminta, say ' No ! ' If he speaks of a tax or a duty, If he does not look grand on his knees, If he dotes not on desolate towers, If he likes not...home of his rest ; He must smile — like the sun in his glory On the bud, he loves ever the best ; And oh ! from its ivory portal Like music his soft speech... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1917 - 856 pages
...own Araminta, say ' No 1 ' If he speaks of a tax or a duty, If he does not look grand on his knees, If he's blind to a landscape of beauty, Hills, valleys,...home of his rest ; He must smile — like the sun in his glory On the buds he loves ever the best ; And oh ! from its ivory portal Like music his soft speech... | |
 | American poetry - 1918 - 2030 pages
...My own Araminta, say "No!" If he speaks of a tax or a duty. If he does not look grand on his knees, If he's blind to a landscape of beauty, Hills, valleys,...the home of his rest; He must smile like the sun in his glory On the buds he loves ever the best ; And oh ! from its ivory portal Like music his soft speech... | |
 | Frederick Erastus Pierce - English poetry - 1918 - 356 pages
...Araminta, say "No!" . . . [ 262 ] If he speaks of a tax or a duty, If he does not look grand on his knees, If he's blind to a landscape of beauty, Hills, valleys,...the language of flowers, My own Araminta, say "No!" Such was the end of the age which Wordsworth began, Scott delighted, and Byron astounded. Annuals and... | |
 | Regina Barreca - Biography & Autobiography - 1923 - 482 pages
...THAN CONIFERS) PARTICULAR " If he speaks of a tax or a duty, If he does not look grand on his knees, If he's blind to a landscape of beauty, Hills, valleys,...the language of flowers — My own Araminta, say No I " WM PBAED : A letter of Advice. (From Miss Medora Trevilian, at Padua, to Miss Araminta Vavasour,... | |
 | George Saintsbury - English literature - 1923 - 374 pages
...their shoulder, They had vanquished and pardoned their foe — Sweet Mend, are you wiser or colder? My own Araminta, say " No ! " • • • • • He must walk — like a god of old story Pome down from the home of his rest ; He must smile — like the sun in his glory, On the buds he loves... | |
 | Charles Cuthbert Eley - Gardening - 1925 - 336 pages
...THAN CONIFERS) PARTICULAR " If he speaks of a tax or a duty, If he does not look grand on his knees, If he's blind to a landscape of beauty, Hills, valleys,...the language of flowers — My own Araminta, say No ! " WM PHAED: A letter of Advice. (From Miss Medora Trevilian, at Padua, to Miss Araminta Vavasour,... | |
 | W. H. Auden - Poetry - 2004 - 604 pages
...My own Araminta, say 'No !' If he speaks of a tax or a duty, If he does not look grand on his knees, If he's blind to a landscape of beauty, Hills, valleys,...home of his rest ; He must smile — like the sun in his glory On the buds he loves ever the best; And oh ! from its ivory portal Like music his soft speech... | |
 | American periodicals - 1865 - 684 pages
...own Araminta, say ' No ! ' " If he speaks of a tax or a duty, If he does not look grand on his knees, If he's blind to a landscape of beauty, Hills, valleys,...hear the blast blow, If he knows not the language of flower», — My own Araminta, say ' No ! ' " He must walk — like a god of old story Come down from... | |
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