 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1883 - 382 страници
...Fair trees! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The...Upon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, arid curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1883 - 544 страници
...grow; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a seed. What wondrous life in this 1 lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head ; The luscious...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 - 1884 - 546 страници
...talk of fountains, and sundials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes : — What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1888 - 320 страници
...in awkwardly, I hope, in a talk of fountains and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes : What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
 | Susan Warner - 1888 - 1030 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...luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush (heir wine. The nectarine, the curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons,... | |
 | 1889 - 118 страници
...grow : And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What What wond'rous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grass. Mean while the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 страници
...exceed! Fair trees, wheresoe'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. (1. 15—23) 17 rowing, The Cock by Hens attended, His Eyes around...singles from the Crew, And cheers the happy Hen; With Marvell POETRY QUOTATIONS Stumbling on melons, as I pass. Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. (1.... | |
 | Barbara L. Estrin - 1994 - 366 страници
...Where the Petrarchan woman runs away from man, the flirtatious nature of "The Garden" runs into him: V What wond'rous Life in this I lead! Ripe Apples drop...of the Vine Upon my Mouth do crush their Wine; The Nectaren, and curious Peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on Melons, as I pass, Insnar'd... | |
 | Virginia Graham - 1996 - 260 страници
...Nor as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life in this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; 35 The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do...themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, 40 Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its... | |
 | Harold M. Weber - 1996 - 310 страници
..."green Shade" Marvell contemplates an organic sensuality even more voluptuous than Ames's, in which "Ripe Apples drop about my head; / The Luscious Clusters of the Vine / Upon my Mouth do crush their Wine."56 In a more famous case, even Milton's Adam, while lamenting his plight after the fall, imagines... | |
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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... 
