...readers can see and hear, desires to make them feel and understand ; of his pupil it must not be said " A primrose by the river's brim A yellow primrose is to him, And it i . nothing more ;" the poet gives the something more till we start at the disclosure as at a lovely...

...treasures in the cells of memory or of affection, while to the true prosaic man, — — " a primrose by a river's brim, A yellow primrose is to him, And it is nothing more." Undoubtedly Pope is the greatest of all those of our writers of verse, who owe scarce any part of their...

...is still but a daisy. You remember the words put into the mouth of Peter Bell by Wordsworth, that " A primrose by the river's brim A yellow primrose is to him, And it is nothing more." To many people a beehive is'only a skip or box of mysterious mischief, a point of danger, a thing to...

...whit more acceptable than the same work on flimsy paper and in shabby sheep, — is certainly true. " A primrose by the river's brim A yellow primrose is to him, And it is nothing more." The author of these very lines was a notable example of this class. Every reader will recollect the...

...treasures in the cells of memory or of affection, while to the true prosaic man, — - " a primrose by a river's brim, A yellow primrose is to him, And it is nothing more," the Seasons, does not contain a single new image of external nature, and scarcely presents a familiar...

...customs ; what is the leaf, and the rivulet, and the green herb to him ? ' The primrose on the rivers brim, A yellow primrose is to him, And it is nothing more ;' *' Do I ensry him his tastes or his feelings, bis bow or his badinage ? For his fashionable costume...

...not what they seem ; they nerer are, and they are least so now. Of the fool, it may be said — " The primrose by the river's brim, A yellow primrose is to him, And it is nothing more;" but to the philosopher it is something more. And this is always the distinction between the fool and...

...toil not, neither do they spin." There may be those of whom the poet could say, " A. primrose by a river's brim, A yellow primrose is to him, And it is nothing more ;" but assuredly the Botanist is not of their number ; for from that which ranks among the most fleeting...

...clown, or, it may be, the not less vulgar mammon-worshipper, what charms have natural objects for him ? A primrose by the river's brim, A yellow primrose is to him, And it is nothing more. •How is the ethereal spark of mind tainted, or absorbed by the earthiness of our nature ! How recklessly...

...him which does not belong in a much greater degree to that of Murray — ' A primrose on the Danube's brim, A yellow primrose is to him, And it is nothing more. It may be thought that there are some disadvantages in this calm, unenthusiastic spirit. A'little exaggeration,...