 | 1813 - 410 страници
...wave; But some beans had been gathered, the last that hung on, And a soup was distilled in a kettle, that gave All the fragrance of summer when summer...delight, ere it dies, An essence that breathes of it awfully hard: And thus good to my taste as 'twas then to my eyes, Is that bower of bean-vines in Benjamin's... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1817 - 374 страници
...roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave...soul, as 'twas then to my eyes, Is that bower on the hanks of the calm BK^ UK.•HFICR: " Poor maiden!" thoughtthe youth, " if thou wertscnt, " With thy... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 страници
...o'er th« wave, But some blossoms were galher'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew was dislill'd from their flowers, that gave All the fragrance of...Thus bright to my soul, as 'twas then to my eyes, la that bower on the banks of the calm Jfendtmeer! " And, now thou sec'st my soul's angelic hue •'... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 страници
...soon wither'd that hung o'er th« wave, But some blussoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave...summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it diet, An essence that breathes of it many a year ; Thus bright to my soul, as 'twas then to my era,... | |
 | 1817 - 506 страници
...was distilled from their flower? that gave All the fragrance of snmnKr when summer was gone. Thtis Memory draws from delight, ere it dies, An essence...that breathes of it many a year. Thus, bright to my >oul a« 'twas then to'ray "eye«. Is thnt bower on the luniks of the caJm Ucndtojeer. SONG. TF.LL... | |
 | 1817 - 696 страници
...roses soon witber'd that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew was distill'd from their flowers that gave...All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. ïîiiis memory draws from delight e'er it dies, An essence that breathes from it many a year ; Then... | |
 | 1817 - 236 страници
...roses soon withered that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was S°ne- , ..... Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, . . An essence that breathes of it many... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1817 - 738 страници
...roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gene. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, An essence that breathes of it many a year ; Thus... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 страници
...roses soon witherM that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave...to my eyes, Is that bower on the banks of the calm BENDEMEEK, AUTUMN. NAY William, nay, not so ; the changeful year In all its due successions to my sight... | |
 | 206 страници
...were githur'd, while freshly they rlione, And a dew was dUtill'd from their flowers, that gave All lue fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, An vSMuce that breather of it many a year; Thuj bright to my sotil, a* 'twas then to uiy eyes, Is that... | |
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And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, An essence that breathes of it many a year... 
