 | W. K. - 1865 - 238 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... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 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... | |
 | 1874 - 968 страници
...suggested another theme for his muse, and he changed his rhyme: — " 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 ita silver wings; And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - 498 страници
...as I pass, 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 into the boughs does glide. Theie like a bird it sits and sings, And whets and claps its silver wings ; And, till prepared for... | |
 | Sunday readings - 1867 - 232 страници
...these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made * 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 night, Waves in its plumes... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1894 - 464 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... | |
 | Susan Bogert Warner - 1870 - 666 страници
...Btumbling on melons as I pass, JCnsnar'd with flowers, I fall on grass. 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 poems - 1870 - 722 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... | |
 | Andrew Marvell - 1870 - 224 страници
...seas, 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, t Waves in its... | |
 | Andrew Marvell - 1870 - 224 страници
...seas, Annihilating nil 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 boughs docs glide : There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till... | |
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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,... 
