 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 str.
...glooms and winding mossy ways» 1 cannot see what (lowers are at my feet, * Nor what soft ineeuse hangs upon the boughs« But, in embalmed darkness, guess...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine i Fast fading violets cover'd up in. leaves; I . And mid-May's eldest child, ; The coming meek-rose,... | |
 | 1820 - 606 str.
...mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor «bat soft incense hangs upon the Änghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-iosc, full of... | |
 | 1820 - 596 str.
...flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, Hut, in embalmed darkness, gueee each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets coyer'd up in leaves And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of... | |
 | 1821 - 488 str.
...With hawshorn, and the pastoral eglantine , Fast-fading vioiets covered up in leaves ; And raid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine. The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. time past inhabited a sickened and shaking body, — and had suffered from the... | |
 | 1823 - 400 str.
...glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...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... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 str.
...glooms and winding mossy ways. V. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft Incense hangs upon the boughs ; But, in embalmed darkness, guess...musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. VI. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 404 str.
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 | 1826 - 638 str.
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 | William Hone - 1826 - 876 str.
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 | John Keats - 1926 - 738 str.
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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 Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild... 
