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" Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did I wonder at the lilies white,... "
Coleridge's Literary Criticism - Страница 154
по Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1908 - 266 страници
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Lectures on English Poetry: To the Time of Milton

Stanhope Busby - 1837 - 132 страници
...the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, 38 Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter...

Lectures on English Poetry: To the Time of Milton

Stanhope Busby - 1837 - 136 страници
...of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew . Kor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet,...

Shakspeare and His Times: Including the Biography of the Poet, Criticisms on ...

Nathan Drake - 1838 - 744 страници
...of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's cult," remarks Dr. Johnson, ''to add any thing to this character Son. 98. To the melody, perspicuity, and spirit of the versification of the next specimen, and to the...

Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, Том 2

David Lester Richardson - 1840 - 370 страници
...lays of bird, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where...praise the deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, sweet figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those ; Yet seemed it winter...

Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, Том 2

David Lester Richardson - 1840 - 396 страници
...lays of bird, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where...praise the deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, sweet figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those ; Yet seemed it winter...

Literary Leaves, Том 2

David Lester Richardson - 1840 - 364 страници
...lays of bird, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where...praise the deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, sweet figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those ; Yet seemed it winter...

The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 страници
...and in hit", Could make me any BUmmer'i story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them, whore the/ row ; They were, tho' tweet, but figurec or delight, Drawn after 7011, you pattern of all tho*e. Yet...

The book of sonnets, ed by A.M. Woodford

A Montagu Woodford - 1841 - 320 страници
...of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where...at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion of the rose: They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you; you, pattern of all those....

The Eclectic Review, Том 10; Том 74

Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1841 - 778 страници
...of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew. Nor did I wonder nt the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of...

The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text ..., Том 15

William Shakespeare - 1842 - 338 страници
...and in hue, SONNETS. Could make me any summer's story tell. Or from their proud lap pluck them where grew: Nor did I wonder at the lilies white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose ; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you ; you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter...




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