National Recreation Congress Proceedings, Svazek 25

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National Recreation Association, 1940
 

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Strana 54 - Fair Quiet, have I found thee here, And Innocence, thy sister dear ? Mistaken long, I sought you then In busy companies of men. Your sacred plants, if here below, Only among the plants will grow ; Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude.
Strana 54 - While all flowers and all trees do close To weave the garlands of repose! Fair Quiet, have I found thee here, And Innocence, thy sister dear? Mistaken long, I sought you then In busy companies of men.
Strana 55 - Sometimes, with secure delight, The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade...
Strana 54 - No life, my honest scholar, no life so happy and so pleasant as the life of a well-governed angler; for when the lawyer is swallowed up with business, and the statesman is preventing or contriving plots, then we sit on cowslip banks, hear the birds sing, and possess ourselves in as much quietness as these silent silver streams, which we now see glide so quietly by us.
Strana 55 - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Strana 54 - Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did ; " and so, if I might be judge, " God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling.
Strana 54 - What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Strana 75 - He must go — go — go away from here ! On the other side the world he's overdue. 'Send your road is clear before you when the old Springfret comes o'er you, And the Red Gods call for you...
Strana 74 - But hark ! the cry is Astur : And lo ! the ranks divide ; And the great Lord of Luna Comes with his stately stride. Upon his ample shoulders Clangs loud the fourfold shield, And in his hand he shakes the brand Which none but he can wield.
Strana 58 - Bishop would sometimes take the key of the wine-cellar, and he and his chaplaine would go and lock themselves in and be merry ; then first he layes down his episcopal hood, ' There layes the Doctor;' then he puts off his gowne, ' There layes the Bishop;' then 'twas,

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