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... CHANGES—RUMOURS AND FACTS. Tt being perfectly obvious that Ministers cannot hold their ground, rumours are as plenty as blackberries at Michvetmas—and perhaps as unfounded as dreams in the Morning—of the movements about to take place on the political board ...
... have been very roughly handled for bearing common patronymic— Shakspeare (in my native county Shakspcares are plenty as blackberries”). My humble bat honest father gave me the name, and, as I had never disgraced it, did not think it necessary,to change ...
... the way, Put forth their golden pride. Ev’n hedges, busked in bravery, Looked rich that sunny morn ; The scarlet hip and blackberry So pranked September’s thorn. In Cora’s glen the calm how deep!— Its trees, on loftiest hill, Like statues stood, or things ...
... The morning mist and evening haze— L'ulihe tins cold grey rime— Seemed woven wares of golden air, \\ hen 1 was prime. And blackberries—so maw kish now— VVereiiuely Savored then ; And hazel nuts such clusters thick 1 ne’er slndl pull again ; Nor blushing ...
... The morning mist and evening haze— Unlike this cold grey rime— Seemed woven waves of golden air. When 1 was in prime. Ami blackberries—so mawkish now— Were finely flavoured then ; And hazel nuts! such clusters thick I ne’er sliall pull again * Nor strawberries ...
... morning mist and crening haze Unlike this oold gray rime Seemed woven waves of golden air. When I was in my prime. And blackberries—so mawkish now— Were finely flavoured then; And hazel nuts 1 such clusters thick 1 ne'er shall |Hill again Nor strawberries ...
... morning mist and evening haze— •Culike this cold grey rime— Seemed woven waves of golden air, When 1 was in my prime. And blackberries—so mawkish now— Were finely flavoured ; And hazel nuts ! such clusters thick I ne'er shall pull again Nor strawberries ...
... The rooming mist and evening haze— Unlike this cold grey rime— Seemed woven waves golden air. When I was In my prime. And blackberries—to mawkish now— Were finely flavored then; And hazel nuts such clusters thick I ne'er shall pull again» Nor strawberries ...
... The morning mist and evening haze— Unlike this cold grey rime— Seemed woven waves of golden air. When I was in prime. And blackberries—so mawkish now— Were finely flavoured then; And hazel nuts ! such clusters thick I ne’er shall pull again : Nor strawberries ...
... Rhododendrons ; Silver Striped Almonds ; SUver Striped Pears ; SUver Striped Crabs; Silver Striped Euonymus ; SUver Striped Blackberry, Ac. 12 sorts Moss Roses; several thousand Hazels for Underwood, &C. &Ce Strong Thom Quicks for Hedges, 4 feet in height ...
... morning mist and evening hase-- Unlike this cold grey rhne- Seemed woven waves of golden air, When I was in my prime. And blackberries-so mawkish now- Were finely flovoured then; And hazel nuts ! such clusters thick I ne'er shall pull again ;- or strawberries ...
... the way, Puc forth their golden pride. Even hedges, busk’d in bravery. Look'd rich that sunny morn, The scarlet hip and blackberry So prank’d September's thorn. In Cora's glen the calm hew deep Its tree*, on loftiest bills. Like statues stood, or things ...