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Article THE WORK OF NATURE IN THE MONTHS. ← Page 8 of 8 Article FROM LISBON TO BELEM. Page 1 of 4 →
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The Work Of Nature In The Months.
—long before true English hearts forget to extend , to every brother rich and poor , alike , the rites of good old English hospitality ! Long indeed may the time be , if ever that Clare ' s lament shall be entirely true : — Old customs , oh , I love the sound , However simple they may be ! Wbate ' er with time bath sanction found
. Is welcome and is dear to me : Pride grows above simplicity , And spurns them from her haughty mind ; And soon the poet ' s song will be The only refuge they can find . "
And now a word for our insect favourites , of Avhich we may still find a few Brimstone Butterflies , besides those more daring Admirals , Peacocks , and Tortoiseshells , that a more genial and sunny noon than usual may tempt from their winter quarters ; one or tAvo Moths may also be seen , as the December , and the Chesnut , and the terribl y destructive Winter-moth . Of the denizens of the air , there come to us this month , amongst others , the Pintail Duck , the SnoAv Bunting , and the Grosbeak or Hawfinch ;
whilst of the denizens of earth , that remarkable creature , the Mole , is most troublesomely active , running his burrows in every direction , and throAving up his hillocks Avherever they are sure to be most unsightly and destructive to groAving crops or the smoothlyshaven lawn . HoAvever , he has his OAVH place of usefulness in Nature , aud so Ave must pardon him for the numerous mischief-working grubs that he destroys . And now the year is drawing to a close , ancl soon must we , true to human nature , —
" Welcome the coming , speed tbe parting guest . " God grant that another year may find us better , wiser , truer to Him and to each other aye , and to ourselves , than the past . Some winter time , however , both material anil mental , must yet be undergone . Looking back , then , over the winters that have gone , let ns be better prepared for the springs that are to come , cheering each other for the battle of life in the Poet ' s words : —
" Te noble few ! Avho here unbending stand Beneath life's pressure , yet bear up awhile , And what your bounded view , which only saw A little part deem'd evil is no more : The storms of Wintry Time will quickly pass , And one unbounded Spring encircle all . "
From Lisbon To Belem.
FROM LISBON TO BELEM .
BY BRO . G . H . WYATT . MAY 25 th , 1871 . A FEW minutes' walk transferred us from the glaring , sun-burnt , stifling streets , to the deck of a Portuguese nigh-pressure steamboat , with saloons for ' ard and aft , fitted neatly but not gaudily—admirably clean and Avell-ventilated . Still the air is stronger on deck ; so taking camp-stools , we ensconce ourselves under the awning abaft , and lighting our weedswhoin these of
" " ( , days flying telegrams and neAvs , ever saw a " special" making a note of anything Avithout his cigar ) , proceed to contemplate the passing scenery . 0 n the right the . vhole city defiled before us , with its broad esplanade close to the water ' 8 edge , dotted every here and there with landing slips , for boats , on the one side , and bordered on the other by markets , hotels , and shops of all descriptions . Beyond these las ' rise endless rows of streets , one above the other , all engirdled at each story by verandahs —the monotony of the whole being relieved , noAV and again , by the parti-coloured mansion of some aristocrat surrounded by terraced gardens , whose slope towards the river adds m « c "
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
The Work Of Nature In The Months.
—long before true English hearts forget to extend , to every brother rich and poor , alike , the rites of good old English hospitality ! Long indeed may the time be , if ever that Clare ' s lament shall be entirely true : — Old customs , oh , I love the sound , However simple they may be ! Wbate ' er with time bath sanction found
. Is welcome and is dear to me : Pride grows above simplicity , And spurns them from her haughty mind ; And soon the poet ' s song will be The only refuge they can find . "
And now a word for our insect favourites , of Avhich we may still find a few Brimstone Butterflies , besides those more daring Admirals , Peacocks , and Tortoiseshells , that a more genial and sunny noon than usual may tempt from their winter quarters ; one or tAvo Moths may also be seen , as the December , and the Chesnut , and the terribl y destructive Winter-moth . Of the denizens of the air , there come to us this month , amongst others , the Pintail Duck , the SnoAv Bunting , and the Grosbeak or Hawfinch ;
whilst of the denizens of earth , that remarkable creature , the Mole , is most troublesomely active , running his burrows in every direction , and throAving up his hillocks Avherever they are sure to be most unsightly and destructive to groAving crops or the smoothlyshaven lawn . HoAvever , he has his OAVH place of usefulness in Nature , aud so Ave must pardon him for the numerous mischief-working grubs that he destroys . And now the year is drawing to a close , ancl soon must we , true to human nature , —
" Welcome the coming , speed tbe parting guest . " God grant that another year may find us better , wiser , truer to Him and to each other aye , and to ourselves , than the past . Some winter time , however , both material anil mental , must yet be undergone . Looking back , then , over the winters that have gone , let ns be better prepared for the springs that are to come , cheering each other for the battle of life in the Poet ' s words : —
" Te noble few ! Avho here unbending stand Beneath life's pressure , yet bear up awhile , And what your bounded view , which only saw A little part deem'd evil is no more : The storms of Wintry Time will quickly pass , And one unbounded Spring encircle all . "
From Lisbon To Belem.
FROM LISBON TO BELEM .
BY BRO . G . H . WYATT . MAY 25 th , 1871 . A FEW minutes' walk transferred us from the glaring , sun-burnt , stifling streets , to the deck of a Portuguese nigh-pressure steamboat , with saloons for ' ard and aft , fitted neatly but not gaudily—admirably clean and Avell-ventilated . Still the air is stronger on deck ; so taking camp-stools , we ensconce ourselves under the awning abaft , and lighting our weedswhoin these of
" " ( , days flying telegrams and neAvs , ever saw a " special" making a note of anything Avithout his cigar ) , proceed to contemplate the passing scenery . 0 n the right the . vhole city defiled before us , with its broad esplanade close to the water ' 8 edge , dotted every here and there with landing slips , for boats , on the one side , and bordered on the other by markets , hotels , and shops of all descriptions . Beyond these las ' rise endless rows of streets , one above the other , all engirdled at each story by verandahs —the monotony of the whole being relieved , noAV and again , by the parti-coloured mansion of some aristocrat surrounded by terraced gardens , whose slope towards the river adds m « c "