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Anglo-American Literature and Manners - Страница 193
по Philarète Chasles - 1852 - 312 страници
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Anglo-American Literature and Manners

Philarete Chasles - 1852 - 324 страници
...London, where it met with considerable success. Some of Emerson's poems are charming. A littl > piece u To the Bee," delicious in its way, is almost worthy...philosophy. 9 More varied than Bryant and Emerson, Henry Wads worth Longfellow, now profossor of Modern Literature at Harvard University, was brought up in...

The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 страници
...human countenance With a colour of romance, And infusing subtle heats Turns the sod to violets, — Thou in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods,...silence dost displace With thy mellow breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tune, Telling of countless gunny hours, Lou.;...

Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Том 1

Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 страници
...the human countenance With a colour of romance, And, infusing subtle heats, Turns the sod to violets, Thou in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods,...silence dost displace With thy mellow breezy bass. Telling of countless sunny hours, Long days and solid banks of flowers, Of gulfs of sweetness without...

Harvard Magazine, Том 1

1855 - 504 страници
...the human countenance With a color of romance, And, infusing subtle heats, Turns the sod to violets, Thou in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods,...silence dost displace, With thy mellow, breezy bass. " Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours, Long days,...

Hand-book of American literature, historical, biographical, and critical [by ...

Joseph Gostwick - 1856 - 338 страници
...human countenance With the colour of romance, And infusing subtle heats, Turns the sod to violets, Thou in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods,...silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to mo thy drowsy tone, Tells of countless sunny hours, Long days,...

Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and Critical ..., Том 2

Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1856 - 816 страници
...the human countenance With a color of romance, And, infusing subtle heat?, Turns the sod to violets, Thou, in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods....silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours, Long days,...

Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and Critical ..., Том 2

Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1856 - 808 страници
...the human countenance With a color of romance, And, infusing subtle heats, Turns the sod to violet*, Thou, in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods,...green silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy baas. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours, Long...

Dwight's Journal of Music, Томове 9–10

John Sullivan Dwight - 1857 - 422 страници
...the human countenance With a color of romance, And, infusing subtle heats, Turns the sods to violets, Thou in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods,...green silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy base. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone, Telling of countless sunny hours,...

Dwight's Journal of Music: A Paper of Art and Literature, Томове 9–10

1857 - 432 страници
...color of romance, And, infusing subtle heats, Turns the sods to violets, Thou in sunny solitudes, Hover of the underwoods, The green silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone, Telling of countless sunny hours, Long days...

Folk Songs

John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 страници
...human countenance With a color of romance, And, infusing subtile heats, Turns the sod to violets : Thou, in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods,...silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. Hot Midsummer's petted crone ! Sweet to me thy drowsy tune, Telling of countless sunny hours, Long...




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