 | David Masson, George Grove, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1905 - 584 страници
...you, O brambles, chain me too, And, courteous briars, nail me through. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting...boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings. It is a dictum of Mr. Bin-ell's that the first business of an author is to arrest and then to... | |
 | George Gilfillan - 1860 - 364 страници
...Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. 6 Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting...boughs does glide; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes... | |
 | English confessors - 1860 - 380 страници
...Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. " Here at this fountain's sliding foot, Or at the fruit tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul...the boughs does glide. There like a bird it sits and sings, And whets and claps its silver wings ; And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes... | |
 | Susan Warner, Anna Bartlett Warner - 1860 - 528 страници
...Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flower?, I fall on grass.' 'Here, at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at. some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting...body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide: VOL. i. 36 There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings ; And. till... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 страници
...Annihilating all that's made . To a green thought in a green shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the...boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes... | |
 | 1863 - 478 страници
...Far other worlds and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes... | |
 | 1863 - 362 страници
.... Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the houghs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And,... | |
 | English poems - 1863 - 364 страници
...at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest asi<le, My soul into the boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and smgs, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 116 страници
...; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting...boughs does glide; There, like a bird, it sits and sings. Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes... | |
 | W. K. - 1865 - 260 страници
...To a green thought, in a green shade. Here, at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul...boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes... | |
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Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and combs its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight,... 
