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" Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year... "
The Poems of James Grahame, John Logan, and William Falconer: With Lives of ... - Page 112
by James Grahame - 1823 - 332 pages
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The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].

Book - English poetry - 1847 - 216 pages
...; 10 FATHER WILLIAM. An annual guest in other lauds, Another Spring to hail. Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear, Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year. Oh, could I fly, I'd fly with thee ! We'd niJikf with joyful wing Our annual visit o'er the globe,...
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The Institutes of English Grammar, Methodically Arranged: With Examples for ...

Goold Brown - English language - 1848 - 324 pages
...! rough power ; Whom labour still attends, and sweat, and pain. — Thomson. Sweet bird ! thy bow'r is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; » Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year. — Logan. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, ' Sister spirit, come away !' What is this absorbs me...
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Natural history. Birds

Philip Henry Gosse - 1849 - 344 pages
...flowers appear on the earth, and the time of the singing of birds is come." " Sweet bird! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year!" The Cuckoo is a bird of much elegance : the plumage of the superior parts is of a chaste bluishgrey...
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The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 55, Part 2

1885 - 1050 pages
...of this wild and frosty day in reminiscences of summer time. It is a pretty-sounding couplet, — " Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year," — but rather incongruous, he would think. Chickadee, dee, he calls, — chickadee, dee ; and though...
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McGuffey's Fourth Eclectic Reader

William Holmes McGuffey - Juvenile Nonfiction - 1879 - 372 pages
...in poetry, I might have addressed him in the words of Logan to the cuckoo : " Sweet bird, thy bower Is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear; Thou hast no sorrow In thy song, No winter in thy year. "Oh, could I fly, I'd fly with thee! We 'd make, with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe,...
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Laddie: A True Blue Story

Gene Stratton-Porter - Fiction - 1988 - 420 pages
...Thomas could ; and anyway, it was the next verse I was thinking most about: "Oh, could I fly, 1'djly with thee! We'd make with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the spring." That was so exciting I thought I'd just try it, so I stood on the...
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The Quagmire

Emil Murad - Iraq - 1998 - 282 pages
...call to action. Its pink and white are everywhere. It 's when you wish to sing with John Logan: 0, could I fly, I'd fly with thee We'd make with joyful wing Our annual visit o'er the globe Companions of the Spring! or with Omar Khayyam: Come, fill the Cup and in the first of Spring...
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The Wordsworth Dictionary of Quotations

Connie Robertson - Reference - 1998 - 686 pages
...underprivileged, the exclusive club of the excluded masses. LOGAN John 1748-1788 6459 To the Cuckoo (attributed) has been a very private, secretive activity. Herein pe LOGAU Friedrich von 1604-1655 6460 (translated by Longfellow) Though the mills of God grind slowly,...
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Liber Amoris EasyRead Comfort Edition

William Hazlitt - 2006 - 146 pages
...up the heart ever after. One had been my fate, the other had been yours! [ - "Sweet bird, thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year." So they begin. It was the month of May; the cuckoo sang shrouded in some woody copse; the showers fell...
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Liber Amoris

William Hazlitt - Authors, English - 2006 - 198 pages
...the heart ever after. One had 124 been my fate, the other had been yours! [ - "Sweet bird, thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year/' So they begin. It was the month of May; the cuckoo sang shrouded in some woody copse; the showers fell...
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