 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 страници
...different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices always full of love And joyance ! 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music ! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard by a castle huge... | |
 | 1799 - 618 страници
...different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices always full of lovs And joyance ! 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful, that an AprfiVnight Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul... | |
 | 1799 - 614 страници
...different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices always full of love And joyance ! 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful, that эп April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 страници
...different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices always full of love And joyance ! Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music ! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard by a castle huge... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 страници
...different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices always full of love And joyance 1 Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music ! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard by a castle huge... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 страници
...different lore; we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices always full of love And joyance! 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full'soul Of all its music! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard by a eastle huge,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 страници
...different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices always full of love And joyance ! 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music ! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard by a castle huge... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 страници
...different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's 'sweet voices, always full of love And joyance ! 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music ! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard by a castle huge,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 страници
...different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices, always full of love And joyance ! 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...notes, • As he were fearful that an April night IV Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 страници
...different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices always full of love And joyance! 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music ! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard by a castle huge... | |
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Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes; As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music... 
