 | William Stanley Braithwaite - 1907 - 892 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 dewy...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... | |
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - 1908 - 944 страници
...the diving Negro seek For gems hid in some forlorn creek; We all pearls scorn Save what the dewy mom Congeals upon each little spire of grass, . . Which...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... | |
 | Izaak Walton - 1915 - 432 страници
...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...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 - 1915 - 428 страници
...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...best nursery ! May pure contents For ever pitch their tente Upon these downs, these meads, these rocks, these mountains, And peace still slumber by these... | |
 | George Wyndham - 1919 - 502 страници
...: — ' Go let the diving negro seek For gems hid hi some forlorn creek ; We all pearls scorn, But what the dewy morn Congeals upon each little spire...gold ne'er here appears, Save what the yellow Ceres wears.' Sir Walter sought his rest in Arcadia ; but he only found it on the scaffold. Old and racked... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 1925 - 502 страници
...diving negro seek For gems bid in some forlorn creek : We all pearls scorn, Save what the dewy mom Congeals upon each little spire of grass, Which careless...beat down as they pass: And gold ne'er here appears, Sav< what the yellow Ceres bears. " Blest silent groves ! O may you be Forever mirth's best nursery... | |
 | 1892 - 880 страници
...scorne, Save what the dewy morne Congeals upon each little spire of grass ; Which careless shepheards beat down as they pass; And gold ne'er here appears, Save what the yellow Ceres beares. Blest silent Groves I 0 may ye be For ever Mirth's best Nursery I May pure contents For ever... | |
 | Izaak Walton, Charles Cotton - 2005 - 212 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...bears. Blest silent groves! Oh may you be For ever Mirth 's best nursery! May pure contents For ever pitch their tents Upon these downs, these meads,... | |
 | George Sampson - 1931 - 264 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...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,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1106 страници
...among The birds, for price of their sweet song. Go, let the diving negro seek For gems, hid in some s, and choking 0, may you be, Forever, mirth's best nursery ! May pure contents Forever pitch their tents POEMS OF... | |
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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... 
