 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
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 страница
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hang« upon the boughs, But, in embalmed raise. [Reflections on Landing at lona.] [From the * Journey to the Western Isles.1] covered up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 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-day's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 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...time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Caltd him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 страница
...Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets,...have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him sofi names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страница
...Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets,...time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, CalPd him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страница
...Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; , White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets,...time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, CalFd him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страница
...eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-*ose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on...time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, CalFd him soft names in many a mused rhyme To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 страница
...cannot see what flowers arc at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...time, I have been half in love with easeful death, CalPd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath. Now more than ever... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 страница
...are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess aach sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass,...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Yl. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 страница
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine j Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full... | |
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