 I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral...  Selections from the British Poets - Страница 1521840Пуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | George Lillie Craik - 1863 - 564 страница
...White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves ; And mid-day's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine,...summer eves. Darkling I listen, and, for many a time, 1 have been half in love with easeful Death,1 Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - 428 страница
...incense hangj upon the boughs, White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming...time I have been half in love with easeful death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 116 страница
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's oldest child, Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 страница
...verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. • v. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. VI. Darkling I listen; and for many a time" I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 страница
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 360 страница
...upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the...summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight... | |
 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 страница
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. * * * * Thou wert not born for death, immortal bird! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice... | |
 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 страница
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, cover' d up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 страница
...and the fruit-tree wild ; 45 White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 50 Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him... | |
 | 1869 - 254 страница
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
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