 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pàgines
...at my feet, Nor whnt soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, iu embalmed darkness, guess each sweot Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the...wild : White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 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...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 bun soft... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 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...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pàgines
...what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I can not see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves, And mid-May's oldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | 1854 - 400 pàgines
...breezes blown, Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feot, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But,...fruit-tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral etrlantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk... | |
 | 1854 - 414 pàgines
...mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in loaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine. The murmurous... | |
 | John Keats - 1855 - 416 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...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 pàgines
...what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I can not see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves, And mid-May's oldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 pàgines
...glooms and winding mossy ways, I can not see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense bangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine : Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine. The murmurous... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1856 - 512 pàgines
...essential difference if we' compare the " Ode to the Nightingale" in Keats, for instance—such verses as " I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...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... | |
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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... 
