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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... "
The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New - Страница 96
по Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 428 страници
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Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. Bowman

Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 страници
...from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. v. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid- May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous...

The National Review, Том 3

Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1856 - 512 страници
...difference if we' compare the " Ode to the Nightingale" in Keats, for instance—such verses as " I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine, Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves, And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk,rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous...

The Poetical Works of John Keats

John Keats - 1856 - 326 страници
...blown Through verdurousglooms and winding mossy ways. 5. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous...

Ion Lester, by C.H.H.

C H. H - 1856 - 338 страници
...Carleton asked her if she did not feel how full of truth were those lines of Keats : — " I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...boughs, But in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet." " That is an exquisite expression, ' embalmed darkness,' but not so pleasant in reality, I find, to...

The World of Insects: A Guide to Its Wonders

John William Douglas - 1856 - 266 страници
...to be compounded with other atoms into new forms, and so on for ever. § v. THE HEDGES AND LANES. " 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 eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of...

The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 426 страници
...what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous...

Select specimens of the English poets, ed. by A. De Vere

Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 страници
...what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid May's eldest child, The coming musk -rose full of dewy wine, The murmurous...

The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 страници
...breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers arc at my foot, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But,...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover' d up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous...

The every-day book: or The guide to the year, Том 2

William Hone - 1859 - 880 страници
...from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy »av> 5. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the bough.-., But. in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass,...

Poets of England and America; being selections from the best authors of both ...

England - 1860 - 532 страници
...what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunts of flies on summer eves....




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