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" What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with... "
The Republic of Letters: A Weekly Republication of Standard Literature - Страница 37
1835
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Retrospective Review, and Historical and Antiquarian Magazine

Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1825
...so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grass. Mean while the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its...

The London Magazine, Том 4

1821
...come in awkwardly, I hope, in a talk of fountains and sundials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes. What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness....

Time's Telescope, Or, The Astronomer's, Botanist's, and Naturalist's Guide

1824
...month, above all others, we are led to exclaim with old MARVEL: What wondrous life is this I lead ! Kipe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness....

Select British Poets, Or, New Elegant Extracts from Chaucer to the Present ...

William Hazlitt - 1824 - 822 страници
...so, Only that she might laurel grow : And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...Upon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, the curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with...

The Retrospective Review, Том 11

1825
...so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, ), Insnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grass. Mean while the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into...

The Retrospective Review.., Том 11

Henry Southern - 1825
...so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop....themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grass. - Mean while the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its...

The Retrospective Review, Том 11

1825
...so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grass. Mean while the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its...

Select Poets of Great Britain: To which are Prefixed, Criticial Notices of ...

William Hazlitt - 1825 - 562 страници
...so, Only that she might laurel grow : And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. Thomas Tegg luseious elusters of the vine I'pon ray mouth do erush their wine. The neetarine, the eurious peaeh,...

The Republic of Letters: A Weekly Republication of Standard Literature, Том 3

1835
...in Paradise. It was the measure appropriate for sweet plants and flowers to spring by, for the hirds to apportion their silver warblings by, for flocks...clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their win:. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as...

Essays of Elia

Charles Lamb - 1835 - 412 страници
...sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet, garden scenes : — • -, What wondrous life Is this I lead ! Bipe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness....




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