... urchin, with checks like dawning day ; ] Wo’ll all go forth together. Free as the wind and weather. And pluck the luscious blackberries that ripen by the way ; You of the world unweeting, I from the world retreating. taste simple pleasure, and prize it while ...

... Beautiful, clear, gushing streams were pouring out in every direction, and, passing up a lane hedged with trees, oleanders, blackberry-trees laden with fruit, and various shrubs, we entered through an old Roman Gateway (see the Illustration). Beneath the ...

... plaintively, and the bleating of sheep and lambkins broke audibly to life as I passed by natural hedges of wild rose and blackberry bushes, and fields redundant with grass and clover, whose aroma was borne on the breeze far away to the uplands, where the ...