 He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill ; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews...  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Strana 6481875Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 1817 - 628 str.
...There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Qf flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps...they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. ' Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the... | |
 | 1817 - 608 str.
...near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps...they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. ' All heaven and earth are still, — though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when... | |
 | 1816 - 696 str.
...the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more; LXXXVII. " He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy,...they infuse Deep into nature's breast the spirit of her hues. Lxxxvnr. " Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven! If in your bright leaves we would read... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 str.
...the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more; LXXXVH. 11 He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy,...themselves away, till they infuse Deep into nature's breabt the spirit of her hues. LXXXVI1I. " Ve stars ! Of men and empires,— '(is to be forgiven, That... | |
 | 1818 - 896 str.
...out t lie brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on th« hill, But that is fancy, for the star-light dews ,...they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues." pp. 47, 48. Attracted us we are by these beautiful lines, we must consent to pass over the... | |
 | 1818 - 904 str.
...from out th» Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seemi a floating whisper on the brakes, hill, But that is fancy, for the star-light dews All...they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues." pp. 4T, 48. Attracted as we are by these beautiful lines, we must consent to pass over the... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 str.
...the light drip of the suspended oar Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more ; LXXXVII. He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy,...their tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, thill they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues Lxxxvm. Ye stars! which are the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 292 str.
...the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more; LXXXVII. He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy,...they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. LXXXVIII. Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 str.
...There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently t^ir tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till...they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. LXXXVIII. Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven! If in your bright leaves we would read... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 str.
...the hill ; — But that is fancy ; for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love distil, Weeping themselves away till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven, If, in your bright leaves, we would read the fate... | |
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