 | William Spalding - 1872 - 482 страници
...plenteous food, Fay with their grateful voice! Here Nature does a house for me erect, Nature the wisest architect, Who those fond artists does despise, That can the fair and Jiving trees neglect, Yet the dead timber prize. Here let me, careless and nnthoughtful lying, Hear... | |
 | Casket - 1873 - 912 страници
...a house for me erect, Nature ! the wisest architect, Who those fond artists does despise Tluit cau ; unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds above me flying, With all their wanton boughs dispute, And... | |
 | Dawn - 1874 - 340 страници
...Which all the happy Gods so love, That for you oft they quit their bright and great Metropolis above. Here Nature does a house for me erect, Nature ! the...Yet the dead timber prize. Here let me, careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds above me flying With all their wanton boughs dispute, And the... | |
 | William Spalding - 1877 - 444 страници
...plenteous food, Pay with their grateful voice ! Here Nature does a house for me erect. Nature the wisest architect, Who those fond artists does despise, That...Yet the dead timber prize. Here let me, careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds, above me flying, With all their wanton boughs dispute, And... | |
 | Language - 1877 - 316 страници
...their bright and great Metropolis above. Here Nature does a house for me erect ; Nature, the wisest architect, Who those fond artists does despise That can the fair and living trees neglect. Vet the dead timber prize. Here let me, careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds, above... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 524 страници
...quit their bright and great Metropolis above. Here nature does a house for me erect, Nature the wisest architect, Who those fond artists does despise That...Yet the dead timber prize. Here let me careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds above me flying With all their wanton boughs dispute, And the... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 524 страници
...quit their bright and great Metropolis above. Here nature does a house for me erect, Nature the wisest architect, Who those fond artists does despise That...Yet the dead timber prize. Here let me careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds above me flying With all their wanton boughs dispute, And the... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 страници
...their bright and Metropolis above. [great Here Nature does a house for me erect, Nature ! the wisest architect, Who those fond artists does despise That...Yet the dead timber prize. Here let me, careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds above me flying, With all their wanton boughs dispute, And... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1880 - 474 страници
...Pay with their grateful voice. * * * Here nature does a house for me erect — Nature ! the wisest architect, Who those fond artists does despise, That...and living trees neglect, Yet the dead timber prize If, in the verse of Chaucer, the muse lisped her early numbers rith the artless simplicity and grace... | |
 | George Gilfillan - 1881 - 744 страници
...Which all the happy gods so love, That for you oft they quit their bright and great Metropolis above. 3 Here Nature does a house for me erect, Nature ! the...and living trees neglect, Yet the dead timber prize. 4 Here let me, careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds above me flying, With all their... | |
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Here nature does a house for me erect, Nature the wisest architect, Who those fond artists does despise That can the fair and living trees neglect, Yet the dead timber prize. 
