 | Readings - 1843 - 466 страници
...ways. But here there is no light, I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 страници
...blooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hang« ear or hope from censure or from praise. [Reflections...lona.] [From the * Journey to the Western Isles.1] covered up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 страници
...glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness guess each...and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves ; And mid-day's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 страници
...glooms and winding mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, JVor what sofi incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страници
...glooms and winding mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страници
...glooms and winding mossy vraja. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs. But, in embalmed darkness, guess...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; , White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страници
...Wherewith the seasonable month'endows The grass, the f1icket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets,...in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-*ose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen; and,... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 страници
...are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess aach sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass,...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Yl. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 страници
...mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine j Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 страници
...mosey way». I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer ere». 6. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd... | |
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I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild... 
