 s there enjoyed, All men would to my gardens throng, And leave the cities void. In my plot no tulips blow, — Snow-loving pines and oaks instead ; And rank the savage maples grow From Spring's faint flush to Autumn red. My garden is a forest ledge Which...  Annual Report - Strana 60autor/autoři: Ohio. State Forestry Bureau - 1888Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 432 str.
...Resounds with his sweet flowing ditty do more. My fugitive years are all hasting away, And I must ere long be as lowly as they, With a turf on my breast, and a stone at my head, Ere another such grove shall arise in its stead. 'T is a sight to engage me if anything... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 440 str.
...Resounds with his sweet flowing ditty do more. My fugitive years are all hasting away, And I must ere long be as lowly as they, With a turf on my breast, and a stone at my head, Ere another such grove shall arise in its stead. 'T is a sight to engage me if anything... | |
 | 1866 - 848 str.
...rank 'the savage maples grow From spring's faint flush to autumn red. My garden is a forest-ledge, Which older forests bound ; The banks slope down to the blue lake-edge, Then plunge in depths profound. Here once the Deluge ploughed, Laid the terraces, one by one ; Ebbing Inter whence... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1854 - 264 str.
...Resounds with his sweet flowing ditty no more. My fugitive years are all hasting away, And I must ere long be as lowly as they, With a turf on my breast, and a stone at my head, Ere another such grove shall arise in its stead. 'T is a sight to engage me, if any... | |
 | 1866 - 808 str.
...And rank the savage maples grow From spring's faint flush to autumn red. My garden is a forest-ledge, Which older forests bound ; The banks slope down to the blue lake-edge, Then plunge in depths profound. Here once the Deluge ploughed, Laid the terraces, one by one; Ebbing later whence... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1867 - 226 str.
...blow, — Snow-loving pines and oaks instead ; And rank the savage maples grow From spring's faint flush to autumn red. My garden is a forest ledge Which...the blue lake-edge, Then plunge to depths profound. Here once the Deluge ploughed, Laid the terraces, one by one ; Ebbing later whence it flowed, They... | |
 | 1879 - 1036 str.
...gave." In one of his later poems, called " My Garden," he thus speaks of Walden and its wooded banks : " My garden is a forest ledge Which older forests bound; The banks slope down to the blue lake edge. Then plunge to depths profound. Waters that wash my garden side Play not in Nature's lawful... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1876 - 516 str.
...tulips blow, — Snow-loving pines and oaks instead; And rank the savage maples grow From spring's faint flush to autumn red. My garden is a forest ledge Which...the blue lake-edge, Then plunge to depths profound. Here once the Deluge ploughed, Laid the terraces, one by one; Ebbing later whence it flowed, They bleach... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1876 - 234 str.
...blow, — Snow-loving pines and oaks instead ; And rank the savage maples grow From spring's faint flush to autumn red. My garden is a forest ledge Which...the blue lake-edge, Then plunge to depths profound. Here once the Deluge ploughed, Laid the terraces, one by one; Ebbing later whence it flowed, They bleach... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1881 - 224 str.
...blow, — Snow-loving pines and oaks instead ; And rank the savage maples grow From spring's faint flush to autumn red. My garden is a forest ledge Which...the blue lake-edge, Then plunge to depths profound. Here once the Deluge ploughed, Laid the terraces, one by one ; Ebbing later whence it flow They bleach... | |
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