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Hampshire Days (Classic Reprint)

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Hampshire Days (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Hampshire Days Sometimes about noon the Clouds grow thin in that part of the sky, low down, where the Sun is, and a pale gleam of sunlight filters through; even a patch of lucid blue Sky sometimes becomes visible for a while: but the light soon fades; after mid-day the dimness increases, and before long one begins to think that evening has come. Withal it is singularly mild. One could almost imagine in this season of mist and wet and soft airs in late November that this is a land where days grew short and dark indeed, but where winter comes not, and the sensation of cold is nu known. It is pleasant to be out Of doors in such weather, to stand in the coloured woods listening to that autumn sound of tits and other little birds wan dering through the high trees in straggling parties, talking and calling -to one another in their small Sharp voices. Or to walk by the Boldre, or, as some call it, the Lymington, a slow, tame stream in summer, invisible till you are close to it; but now, in flood, the trees that grow on its banks and hid it in summer are seen standing deep in a broad, rushing, noisy river. The woodpecker's laugh has the same careless happy sound as in summer: it is scarcely light in the morning before the small wren pours out his sharp bright lyric outside my window; it is time, he tells me, to light my candle and get up. The starlings are about the house all day long, vocal even in the rain, carrying on their perpetual starling conversation - talk and song and recitative; a sort of bird-yiddish, with fluty fragments of melody stolen from the black bird, and whistle and click and the music Of the triangle thrown in to give variety. SO mild is it that in the blackness Of night I sometimes wander into the forest paths and by furzy heaths and hedges to listen for the delicate shrill music of our late chirper in the thickets. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Release date Australia
April 26th, 2018
Audience
  • General (US: Trade)
Country of Publication
United Kingdom
Illustrations
86 Illustrations; Illustrations, black and white
Imprint
Forgotten Books
Pages
428
Publisher
Forgotten Books
Dimensions
152x229x22
ISBN-13
9781333641078
Product ID
26107592

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