 The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife...  A dictionary of poetical illustrations - Strana 105autor/autoři: Robert Aitkin Bertram - 1877Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 str.
...heard no more, 'And the storm has ceas'd to blow. i -Campbell. Extract from Gray's Elegy. BENEATH these rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the...rouse them from their lowly bed ! For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's... | |
 | 1826 - 310 str.
...secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each...rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1826 - 190 str.
...mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. D2 The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow...rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 str.
...to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade,...rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's... | |
 | George Merriam - 1828 - 292 str.
...the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient, solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade,...rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's... | |
 | George Merriam - 1828 - 282 str.
...the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient, solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade,...incense-breathing morn, The swallow, twittering from tke straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 str.
...in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlot sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn,...rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1829 - 290 str.
...yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy...rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's... | |
 | Marie-Joseph Chénier - 1829 - 484 str.
...et l'ombre, Sous ces frêles gazons, parure du tombeau, Dorment les villageois, ancêtres du hameau. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn , The swallow...rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn , Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 str.
...o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade,...Morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built »hed. The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.... | |
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