 Insect lover of the sun, Joy of thy dominion ! Sailor of the atmosphere; Swimmer through the waves of air; Voyager of light and noon ; Epicurean of June; Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, — All without is martyrdom. When the south...  Young Ladies' Illustrated Reader - Strana 1471889 - 436 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1808 - 168 str.
...come Within earshot of thy hum, — All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, 20 With a net of shining haze Silvers the horizon wall,...Tints the human countenance With a color of romance, 25 And infusing subtle heats, Turns the sod to violets, Thou, in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods,... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 str.
...tiles. larth proudly wears the Parthenon, As the best gem upon her zone; THE CONCORD BRIDGE. PAGE 215. Tints the human countenance With a color of romance,...silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours, Long days,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 str.
...Epicurean of June, Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, — All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, With a net of shining...softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With a colour of romance, And infusing subtle heats Turns the sod to violets, — Thou in sunny solitudes,... | |
 | 1844 - 804 str.
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 | John George Cochrane - 1844 - 636 str.
...through seas to seek— I will follow thee alone, Thou animated torrid-zone! * # * When the south-wind, in May days, With a net of shining haze, Silvers the...softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With a colour of romance, And infusing subtle heats Turns the sod to violets— Rover of the underwoods, Thou... | |
 | Hosea Ballou, George Homer Emerson, Thomas Baldwin Thayer, Richard Eddy - 1847 - 444 str.
...Epicurean of June ; Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum. Thou, in sunny solitude*, Rover of the underwoods, The green silence dost displace, With thy mellow, breezy bass." And for accuracy of description, and perfect sweetness of measure, what can surpass the lines, " Aught... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 264 str.
...Epicurean of June ; Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, — All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, With a net of shining...silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. » Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours, Long days,... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 244 str.
...Epicurean of June, Wait I prithee, till I come Within ear shot of thy hum,— All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, With a net of shining...softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With a colour of romance, And, infusing subtle heats, Turns the sod to violets, Thou in sunny solitudes, Rover... | |
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