 | Izaak Walton - 1824 - 516 страници
...'less among The birds for price of their sweet song. Go, let the diving Negro seek For gems hid in some forlorn creek : We all pearls scorn, Save what the...groves ! Oh may you be For ever Mirth's best nursery I May pure contents For ever pitch their tents Upon these downs, these meads, these rocks, these mountains,... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1824 - 512 страници
...'less among The birds for price of their sweet song. Go, let the diving Negro seek For gems hid in some forlorn creek : We all pearls scorn, Save what the...spire of grass, Which careless shepherds beat down as theypass: And gold ne'er here appears, Save what the yellow Ceres bears. Blest silent groves ! Oh may... | |
 | Richard Dagley - 1828 - 562 страници
...Death, the mighty fisher of men, held him, unresisting, in his grasp. HS WALTON I AN REMINISCENCES. " Blest silent groves, oh may you be For ever Mirth's...contents For ever pitch their tents Upon these downs, these meads, these rocks, these mountain*, And Peace still slumber by these purling fountains : Which,... | |
 | sir Walter Ralegh - 1829 - 806 страници
...among The birds, for prize of their sweet song. Go ! let the diving negro seek For gems hid in some forlorn creek ; We all pearls scorn, Save what the...Save what the yellow Ceres bears. Blest silent groves ! O may ye be For ever mirth's best nursery ! May pure contents For ever pitch their tents Upon these... | |
 | Laconics - 1829 - 352 страници
...this last, all the rest will not serve turn.—Sir W'. Temple. CCCCL. Blest silent groves! O may ye be For ever mirth's best nursery! May pure contents For ever pitch their tents Upon these downs, these meads, these rocks, these mountains, And peace still slumber by these purling fountains! Which... | |
 | Izaak Walton - 1836 - 358 страници
...the diving Negro seek For gems, hid in some forlorn creek: We all pearla worn, Save w hut the dtnvy morn Congeals upon each little spire of grass, Which...gold ne'er here appears, Save what the yellow Ceres bean. Bless'd silent groves, oh, may you be» For ever, mirth's best nursery ! May pure contents For... | |
 | 1839 - 894 страници
...among The birds, for prize of their sweet song. " Go let the diving negro seek For gems hid in some forlorn creek : We all pearls scorn, Save what the...grass, Which careless shepherds beat down as they pan : And gold ne'er here appears, Save what the yellow Ceres bean. " Blest silent groves, oh may you... | |
 | Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton - 1839 - 336 страници
...rhymers, — luxurious dogs that they were? Who would not cry out, — " Blest silent grovea ! O may ye be For ever Mirth's best nursery ! May pure Contents For ever pitch their tents Upon these downs, these meads, these rocks, these mountains." Uttering this notable extract from the thrice honored Sir... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1842 - 532 страници
...their sweet song. Go, let the diving negro seek For gems, hid in some forlorn creek : We all pear Is scorn, Save what the dewy morn Congeals upon each...contents For ever pitch their tents Upon these downs, these meads, these rocks, these mountains, And peace still slumber by these purling fountains : Which... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1844 - 532 страници
...among The birds, for prize of their sweet song. Go, let the diving negro seek For gems hid in some forlorn creek : We all pearls scorn, Save what the...contents For ever pitch their tents Upon these downs, these meads, these rocks, these mountains, And peace still slumber by these purling fountain* : Which,... | |
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Go, let the diving negro seek For gems, hid in some forlorn creek : We all pearls scorn, Save what the dewy morn Congeals upon each little spire of grass, Which careless shepherds beat down as they pass : And gold ne'er here appears, Save what the yellow... 
