 | Miss Colman (Pamela Atkins) - 1850 - 146 страници
...stane, Adorns the histic stibble- field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy. scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share upteara thy bed, And low thou lies 1 Poetry of Flowers. OH ! thou magic world of flowers, Fairy ministers... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1850 - 508 страници
...Thy snawy bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head 1n humble guise ; But now the than uptears thy bed. And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless Maid, Svieeljlow'ret of the rural shade 2 By love's simplicity betray'd, And guiletess trust, Till she, like... | |
 | Garland - 1850 - 152 страници
...field, Unseen, alone. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snowy bosom sunward spread, Thou lift'st thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, THE SOLDIER'S DREAM. Our bugles sung truce ; for the night cloud had lowered And the sentinel stars... | |
 | Margaret Prior - 1851 - 336 страници
...If so, how much I want it." The living lost. — " Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flowret of the rural shade, By love's simplicity betrayed,...she, like thee, all soiled is laid Low i' the dust." — BURNS. Some three years since, in my accustomed walks, I gave the Advocate to a lady who kept a... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 страници
...stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawy bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head...But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! BURNS. V. MAY. " IN a fine morning in spring, amid sunshine and fragrance, and the thousand voices... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 616 страници
...histie stibble-fleld, 449 There in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lids thy unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies! Such is the fato of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betrayed, And guileless... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 616 страници
...beneath the random bield There in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lif1s thy unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies! Snch is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade! By love's simplicity betrayed,... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 страници
...or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawy bosom sun-ward spread. Thou lifts thy unassuming head...thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'rct of the tural shade ! By love's simplicity bctray'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thec,... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 страници
...or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thysnawy bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head...thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray 'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee,... | |
 | John Aikin - 1852 - 792 страници
...or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-neM, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawy bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head...bed, And low thou lies .' Such is the fate of artless imid, Sweet floweret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till... | |
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O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies! Such is the fate... 
