| 1829 - 566 pągines
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| 1828 - 514 pągines
...oflife, To whom the fairy world is fresh, the sky A glory, and the earth one huge delight ! Joy tlm/H'd his brow, and pleasure rolls his eye, While Innocence,...Darts her young smiles along his rounded cheek. Grief ho th not dimm'd the brightness of his form, Love and Affection o'er him spread their wings, And Nature,... | |
| Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1828 - 590 pągines
...locks To whom the fairy world is fresh, the sky A glory, and the earth one huge delight! Joy shaped his brow, and Pleasure rolls his eye, While innocence, from out the budding lip Grief hath not dimm'd the brightness of his form, Darts her young smiles along his rounded cheek. Love... | |
| 1832 - 386 pągines
...life, To whom the fairy world is fresh, the sky A glory, and the earth one huge delight ! Joy shaped his brow, and pleasure rolls his eye, While innocence...young smiles along his rounded cheek. Grief hath not dimmed the brightness of his form, Love and affection o'er him spread their wings, And Nature, like... | |
| Robert Montgomery - 1834 - 264 pągines
...the sky A glory, and the earth one huge delight! His brow brings joy, his eyes are Pleasure's own, While Innocence, from out the budding lip Darts her...him spread their wings, And Nature, like a nurse, with sweetest look, Attends her child. The humming bee will bound From out the flower, nor sting his... | |
| R T. Linnington - 1837 - 274 pągines
...life, To whom the fairy world is fresh, the sky A glory, and the earth one huge delight ! Joy shaped his brow, and pleasure rolls his eye, While Innocence,...a nurse, attends him with Her sweetest looks. The humming-bee will bound From out the flower, nor sting his baby hand ; The birds sing to him from the... | |
| Theodore Dwight - 1845 - 846 pągines
...”a Treib, the aky A glory, and the earth one huge delight ! Joy shaped his brow, and pleasure rolla his eye, While innocence, from out the budding lip, Darts her young smile« along his rounded cheek. Grief hath not dimmed Ibe brightness of his form, Love and affection... | |
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