 | George Wither - 1622 - 476 страници
...my divine Althea brings To whisper at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair And fetter'd with her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round, With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses crown'd,... | |
 | George Ellis - 1790 - 346 страници
...fhould be, TV enlarged winds that curl the flood Know no fuch liberty. Stone walls do not a prifon make, Nor iron bars a cage, Minds innocent and quiet take That for a hermitage. If I have freedom in my love, And in my foul am free, Angels alone that foar above Enjoy... | |
 | 1791 - 718 страници
...fhoiild be, Th1 enlarged winds that curb the flood Know no fucli liberty. Stone walls do not a prifou make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage. If 1 have freedom in my I >vc, A nd in my foul am free, Angels alone, that foar above, Jinjoy fuch liberty.... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 454 страници
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye, — The " birds,"* that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our... | |
 | 1802 - 708 страници
...•wbifftr^ at my grates. * Where he was confined for his loyalty. i about. í ling--, f And tvhifpers, Wht When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye, . The birds that wanton in the air Know no fuch liberty. When flowing cups run /iviftfy* round, With no allaying Thames^, Our carelefs heads with... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 476 страници
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye, — The birds,• that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no alla).ing Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound,... | |
 | Lyre - 1806 - 208 страници
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye,— The birds, that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 512 страници
...my divine Althea brings To whisper at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd with her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round, With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses crown'd,... | |
 | 1812 - 712 страници
...wat confined for his loyalty, •r about, t fings. $ And wbjfperg. When I lie tangled in her hail. And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no fuch liberty. When flowing caps run Jwiftlj* round, With no allaying TLamtA, Our carckfs heads with... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1818 - 624 страници
...with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althoa brings To whisper at the ¡crates, When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, — The birds that wanton in the air Have no euch liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet... | |
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And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses crowned, When thirsty grief in wine we steep, When healths and draughts go free,... 
