 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1857 - 374 страници
...so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a seed. What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...Upon my mouth do crush their wine ; The nectarine, the curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1857 - 564 страници
...in a talk of fountains and sun dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes. " What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the viive Upon my mouth do crash their wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves... | |
 | Susan Warner, Anna Bartlett Warner - 1860 - 528 страници
...by deliberately finishing his poem aloud, for the benefit of the company. " ' What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head; The...Upon my mouth do crush their wine. 'The nectarine, the curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with... | |
 | George Gilfillan - 1860 - 364 страници
...your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. 4 What wondrous life in this I lead! Eipe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush theft- wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 страници
...laurel grow : And Pan did after Syrinx speed Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head ; The...clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine j The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1862 - 592 страници
...Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph but for a seed. What wondrous life in this I lead! Eipe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of...Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, the curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with... | |
 | 1863 - 478 страници
...beauties her exceed ! Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but our own be found. What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do cnish their wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on... | |
 | English poems - 1863 - 364 страници
...beauties her exceed ! Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but our own l1e found. • What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The lusc1ous clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, and curious peach,... | |
 | Mrs. Henry Peterson - 1864 - 908 страници
..."What wondrous life is this I lead! Raro apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vino Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and...my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons аз I pnee, Insnared with flowers, I full on grass. " Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 120 страници
...laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head ; The...themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnarcd with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness:... | |
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What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with... 
