 | 1823 - 450 страници
...rose or Uly, till thie hour, Never to me sut h beauty spread : Transplanted from tbine islan<t*bed, A treasure In a grain of earth, Strange as a spirit from the dead, Thine embryo sprang to birth. 2. Thrice welcome, little English Flower! Whose tribes beneath our natal skie* Sbnt close tbetr leaves... | |
 | 1823 - 496 страници
...My mother-country's white and ted, In rose or lily, till this hour, Never to me such beauty spread : Transplanted from thine island-bed, A treasure in...spirit from the dead, Thine embryo sprang to birth. 2. Thrice welcome, little English Flower ! Whose tribes beneath our natal skies Shut close their leaves... | |
 | 1823 - 736 страници
...such beauty spread -. Transplanted from thine island -bed, A treasure in a grain of earth, Strnngc as a spirit from the dead, Thine embryo sprang to...welcome, little English Flower! Whose tribes beneath our iiMtal skies Shut close their leuTCS while vapours lower ; But when the sun's gay beams ttri&c, With... | |
 | 1837 - 496 страници
...In rose or lily till this hour, Never to me such beamy spread. Tran.-pUnted from thine island-hed, A treasure in a grain of earth ; Strange as a spirit from the dead, Thine embryo sprang to birih. " Thrice welcome, little English flower, Whose tribes, beneath our natal skies, Shut close their... | |
 | 1824 - 514 страници
...My mother-country's white and red, In rose or lily, till this hour, Never to me such beauty spread : Transplanted from thine island-bed, A treasure in...English Flower! Whose tribes beneath our natal skies Stint close their leaves while vapours lower; But when the sim's gay beams arise, With unabashed but... | |
 | 1823 - 684 страници
...mother-country's white mitl red ; In rose or lily, till this hour, • Never to me such beauty spread : Transplanted from thine island-bed, A treasure in...earth, Strange as a spirit from the dead, Thine embryo sprung to birth. Thrice welcome, little English Flower ' Whose tribe* beneath our uittal skies Shut... | |
 | First flowers - 1825 - 306 страници
...In rose or lily, till this hour, Never to me such heauty spread: Transplanted from thine island-hed, A treasure in a grain of earth. Strange as a spirit from the dead, 'I him: embryo sprang to hirth. Thrice welcome, little English Flower! To this resplendent hemisphere,... | |
 | 1825 - 306 страници
...till this hour, Never to me such beauty spread: Trausplanted from thine island-bed, A treasure iir a grain of earth. Strange as a spirit from the dead,...sprang to birth. Thrice welcome, little English Flower I To this resplendent hemisphere, Where Flora's giant offspring tower In jorgeous liveries all the... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1827 - 296 страници
...My mother-country's white and red, In rose or lily, till this hour, Never to me such beauty spread : Transplanted from thine island-bed, A treasure in...spirit from the dead, Thine embryo sprang to birth. K 2 195 Thrice welcome, little English flower ! Whose tribes, beneath our natal skies, Shut close their... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1828 - 430 страници
...My mother-country's white and red, In rose or lily, till this hour, Never to me such beauty spread ! Transplanted from thine island-bed, A treasure in...vapours lower ; But when the sun's gay beams arise, With unabashed but modest eyes Follow his motion to the west, Nor cease to gaze till daylight dies, Then... | |
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Thrice welcome, little English flower! My mother-country's white and red, In rose or lily, till this hour, Never to me such beauty spread: Transplanted from thine island-bed, A treasure in a grain of earth, Strange as a spirit from the dead, Thine embryo... 
