 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1825 - 392 страници
...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... | |
 | 1821 - 724 страници
...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.... | |
 | 1824 - 514 страници
...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.... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 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... | |
 | 1825 - 392 страници
...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... | |
 | Henry Southern - 1825 - 388 страници
...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... | |
 | 1825 - 390 страници
...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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 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,... | |
 | 1835 - 430 страници
...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... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1835 - 440 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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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... 
