 | William Goodman - 1844 - 378 str.
...Therein he wrote the following beautiful poem : TO ALTHEA, J-'ROM PRISON. When love, with unconfined wings, Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her lair, And fetter'd with her eye, The birds that wanton in the... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 str.
...love thee, dear, so much, - Loy'd I not honour more. To AlAea,from Prwon. When 1оте with unconfined tons, and the sea-nymphs, saw Whole shoals of Dutch scrv'd up for Cabil my grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd with her eye, The birds that wanton in the... | |
 | 1841 - 178 str.
...would be to each a flame If love or fear would let me tell his name. REN JONSON TO ALTHEA, FROM PRISON. Hovers within my gates ; And my divine Althea brings...at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The birds, that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 466 str.
...it would be unfair to substitute any other specimen of his poetry : — " When love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; \Vhen I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye ; The birds" that wanton in the air •... | |
 | Encyclopaedia - 1845 - 838 str.
...the coinc be faire at eye, It wolde rather brast atwo than plie. Chain,, The Clerkcs Tale, vip ."568. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our hearts with loyal flames; When thirsty grief in wine we steep, When healths and draughts... | |
 | William Goodman - 1845 - 440 str.
...Therein he wrote the following beautiful poem : TO ALTHEA, FROM PRISON. When lore, with nnconfined wings, Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her lair, And fetter'd with her eye, The birds that wanton in the... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - 342 str.
...WHEN Love with unconfinëd wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered...birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. LXXII. MÁRCETE ! rebus una lex mortalibus ; Marcete, flores ! Nos et autumnus manet Noster caducos... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - 372 str.
...nettles live, That none for them can, when they perish, grieve. LXXIII. WHEN Love with unconfinëd wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - 342 str.
...thorns and nettles live, That none for them can, when they perish, grieve. WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye, — The birds that wanton in the... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 str.
...my divine Althea bring) To whisper at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd with 847 carelens heads with roses crown'd, Our heart« with loyal flames ; When thirsty grief in wine we steep,... | |
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And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our hearts with loyal flames; When thirsty grief in wine we steep, When healths... 
