 Sun from the red horizon looks, And wakes the tuneless birds, the stagnant brooks, And sleeping lakes ! So on my mind's cold night The ray of Fancy shone, and gave delight And hope, past utterance- • • • Thy cheering voice, O WARTON...  Sonnets, and Other Poems, - Страница 139написао/ла William Lisle Bowles - 1801 - 180 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | 1802 - 888 страница
...hope, past utterance- • • • Thy cheering voice, O WARTON ! bid my silent heart rejoice, And wak'd to love of Nature : every breeze, On Itchin's brink,...aisles : and, witness thou, Catharine*, upon whose foss-encircled brow We met the morning, how I lov'd to trace The prospect spread around — the rills... | |
 | 1801 - 454 страница
...may have received. — — — Thy cheering voice, O WARTON ! bid my silent heart rejoice, And wak'd to love of nature: every breeze, On Itchin's brink...fane, Not less delighted, when with random pace I trod thecloister'd aisles: and, witness tliou,. Catherine-f-, upon whose foss-encircl'd brow We met the... | |
 | William Lisle Bowles, George Gilfillan - 1855 - 754 страница
...voice, 0 Warton ! bade my silent heart rejoice, so Waved in fresh beauty ; and the wind and rain, 53 That shook the battlements of Wykeham's fane, Not less delighted, when, with random pace, I trod the cloistered aisles ; and witness thou, Catherine,1 upon whose foss-encircled brow We met the morning,... | |
 | William Lisle Bowles - 1855 - 384 страница
...And hope past utterance. . Thy cheering voice, 0 Warton ! bade my silent heart rejoice, so And wake to love of nature ; every breeze, On Itchin's brink was melody ; the trees Waved in fresh beauty ; and the wind and rain, 63 That shook the battlements of Wykeham's fane, Not... | |
 | William Lisle Bowles - 1879 - 864 страница
...breeze, ^n Itchiu's brink was melody ; the trees Wared in fresh beauty ; and the wind and rain, 68 That shook the battlements of Wykeham's fane, Not less delighted, when, with random pace, I trod the cloistered aisles ; and witness thou, Catherine,1 upon whose foss-encircled brow We met the morning,... | |
 | Myra Reynolds - 1896 - 312 страница
...days, Bowles says of Warton, "Thy cheering voice, O Warton ! bade my silent heart rejoice, And wake to love of nature ; every breeze On Itchin's brink was melody ; the trees Waved in fresh beauty ; . . . . And witness thou Catherine, upon whose foss-encircled brow We met the... | |
 | Myra Reynolds - 1896 - 312 страница
...days, Bowles says of Warton, "Thy cheering voice, O Warton ! bade my silent heart rejoice, And wake to love of nature ; every breeze On Itchin's brink was melody ; the trees Waved in fresh beauty ; And witness thou Catherine, upon whose foss-encircled brow We met the morning,... | |
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