 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pàgines
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Caltd him soft... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 pàgines
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy vraja. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; , White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 pàgines
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 pàgines
...Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, JVor what sofi incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness,...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pàgines
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess earh sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ;... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pàgines
...with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers arc at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful death, CalPd him soft... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 pàgines
...mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ;...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 pàgines
...mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine j Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 pàgines
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. v. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess aach sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ;... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 pàgines
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 5. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 6. I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, Darkling... | |
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I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet... 
