 I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head.  Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám - Страница 32написао/ла Omar Khayyam - 1898 - 102 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Edward FitzGerald - 1903 - 454 страница
...And Bahram, that great Hunter — the Wild Ass Stamps o'er his Head, but cannot break his Sleep. XIX. I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Cassar bled ; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head. xx.... | |
 | Edward FitzGerald - 1904 - 268 страница
...deep: And Bahrain, that great Hunter—the Wild Ass Stamps o'er his Head, and he lies fast asleep. XVIII I sometimes think that never blows so red The...wears Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head. XIX And this delightful Herb whose tender Green Fledges the River's Lip on which we lean— Ah, lean... | |
 | Paul Nikolaus Cossmann - 1911 - 816 страница
...deep; AndBahram, that great Hunter— the Wild Ass Stamps o'er his Head, and he lies fist asleep. 18. I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose...wears Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head. i<). Ana this delightful Herb whose tender Green Fledges the River's Lip on which we lean — Ah, lean... | |
 | 1904 - 542 страница
...And Bahram, that great Hunter — the Wild Ass Stamps o'er his Head, but cannot break his Sleep. XIX. I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose...bled ; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head. xx. And this reviving Herb whose tender Green Fledges the River-Lip... | |
 | 1904 - 1136 страница
...Bahrain, that great Hunter — the Wild Ass Stamps e'er his Head, but cannot break his Sleep. XIX. I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Csesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head. XX.... | |
 | Sir Mountstuart Elphinstone Grant Duff - 1904 - 416 страница
...And Bahrain, that great Hunter— the Wild Ass , Stamps o'er his Head, but cannot break his sleep. I sometimes think that never blows so, red The Rose as where some buried Cassar bled ; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her lap from some once.' lovely Head. And... | |
 | Robert Mackenzie - 1904 - 264 страница
...brave men all through the years were willing to carry such flags in and out of the bloody conflict. " I sometimes think that never blows so red The rose as where some dying Caesar bled." Such is the law of our civilisation; such is the price of our freedom. All our... | |
 | Jeannette Leonard Gilder - 1910 - 330 страница
...And Bahrain, that great hunter — the Wild Ass Stamps o'er his Head, but cannot break his Sleep. XIX I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose...bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head. XX And this reviving Herb whose tender Green Fledges the River-Lip... | |
 | Sherwin Cody - 1905 - 628 страница
...And Bahrdm, that great Hunter —the Wild Ass Stamps o'er his Head, but cannot break his Sleep. XIX I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose...bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head. XX And this reviving Herb whose tender Green Fledges the River-Lip... | |
 | 1905 - 804 страница
...no one knows. becomes : Harum Indeed is gone, and Lady Rose And Janice Meredith, where no one knows. I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some burled Caesar bled. is warped into: I sometimes think that never Prose Is read So good as that by Advertising... | |
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