 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 sider
...Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, JVor what sofi incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness,...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White-hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 sider
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess earh sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ;... | |
 | 1858 - 788 sider
...sweet with which the favourable month endows the grass, the thicket, and the fniit-tree wild, bush hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine, fast-fading...covered up in leaves, and midMay's eldest child, the coining muskrose, full of dewy wine; the numerous haunt of flies in summer eves; darkling I listen;'... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 sider
...with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers arc at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 sider
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. v. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess aach sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ;... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 sider
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 sider
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass,... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 sider
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 5. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 sider
...no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mosey way». I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass,... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 sider
...what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I caanot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...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... | |
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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... 
