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... light . VII . When this was faid , away then went the Queen , And enter'd in a lufty garden gent ;. And then methought , full haftily befeen , In fark and mantle after her I went Into this garth moft dulce and redolent , Of herb and ...
... light . VII . When this was faid , away then went the Queen , And enter'd in a lufty garden gent ;. And then methought , full haftily befeen , In fark and mantle after her I went Into this garth moft dulce and redolent , Of herb and ...
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... light , The minstrels wing'd , with open voices cry , " O Lovers now is fled the dully night , " Come welcome day , that comforts ev'ry wight ; " Hail May ! hail Flora ! hail Aurora sheen , " Hail Princess Nature ! hail love's hartfome ...
... light , The minstrels wing'd , with open voices cry , " O Lovers now is fled the dully night , " Come welcome day , that comforts ev'ry wight ; " Hail May ! hail Flora ! hail Aurora sheen , " Hail Princess Nature ! hail love's hartfome ...
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... light of deliverance , Red of his colour , as the ruby glance : In field of gold he stood full rampantly , With flow'r - de - lyces circled pleafantly . XV . This Lady lifted up his claws fo clear , And lute him liftly lean upon her ...
... light of deliverance , Red of his colour , as the ruby glance : In field of gold he stood full rampantly , With flow'r - de - lyces circled pleafantly . XV . This Lady lifted up his claws fo clear , And lute him liftly lean upon her ...
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... light ; Wherefore methought , the flow'rs did all rejoyce , Crying at once , Hail to the fragrant ROSE ! Hail Emprefs of the herbs ! fresh Queen of flow'rs ! To thee be glore and honour at all hours . XXIV . Then all the birds they fang ...
... light ; Wherefore methought , the flow'rs did all rejoyce , Crying at once , Hail to the fragrant ROSE ! Hail Emprefs of the herbs ! fresh Queen of flow'rs ! To thee be glore and honour at all hours . XXIV . Then all the birds they fang ...
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... Light Nymphs and wanton Satyrs , faintly seen Quick glancing thro ' the fhade at close of eve , Great Pan , and old Silenius . Hither led By folitary grief fhall GEORGE recall Th ' endearing manners , the soft speech , that flow'd From ...
... Light Nymphs and wanton Satyrs , faintly seen Quick glancing thro ' the fhade at close of eve , Great Pan , and old Silenius . Hither led By folitary grief fhall GEORGE recall Th ' endearing manners , the soft speech , that flow'd From ...
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Страница 65 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Страница 40 - Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit ; As musing slow I hail Thy genial loved return. For when thy folding-star * arising shows His paly circlet, at his warning lamp The fragrant Hours, and Elves Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Страница 68 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
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Страница 67 - Hampden, that with dauntlefs breaft, The little tyrant of his fields withftood ; Some mute inglorious Milton here may reft, Some Cromwell guiltlefs of his country's blood. Th...
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Страница 62 - Lie slaughter'd on their native ground ; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door; In smoky ruins sunk they lie. The monuments of cruelty. The wretched owner sees afar His all become the prey of war ; Bethinks him of his babes and wife, Then smites his breast, and curses life.