 Though most hearts never understand To take it at God's value, but pass by The offered wealth with unrewarded eye. Thou art my tropics and mine Italy; To look at thee unlocks a warmer clime; ,-,. The eyes thou givest me Are in the heart, and heed not...  Poems - 230. oldalszerző: James Russell Lowell - 1898 - 675 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
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...warmer clime ; The eyes thou givest me Arc in the heart, and heed not space or time; Not in mid-June, the golden-cuirassed bee Feels a more summer-like,...warm ravishment, In the white lily's breezy tent, His conquered Sybaris, than I, when first From the dark green thy yellow circles burst. Then think I of... | |
 | 1867 - 738 oldal
...thou givest me Are in the heart, and heed not space or time ; Not in mid-June, the golden-cnirassed bee Feels a more summer-like, warm ravishment, In the white lily's breezy tent, His conquered Sybaris, than I, when first l-'rom the dark green thy yellow circles burst. Then think I... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1848 - 210 oldal
...thee unlocks a warmer clime; The eyes thou givest me Are in the heart, and heed not space or time: Not in mid June the golden-cuirassed bee Feels a more...warm ravishment In the white lily's breezy tent, His conquered Sybaris, than I, when first From the dark green thy yellow circles burst. Then think I of... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 oldal
...Fculs a more summer-like, warm ravishment In the white lily's breezy tint. His coinjuer'd Svbaris, than I, when first From the dark green thy yellow...shadows on the grass — Of meadows where in sun the cuttle graze, Where, as the breezes pass. The gleaming rushes lean a thousand w^ys — Of leaves that... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 oldal
...thou givest me Are in the heart, and heed not space or time ; Not in mid-June, the golden cuirassed bee Feels a more Summer-like, warm ravishment, In the white lily's breezy tent, His conquered Sybaris, than I, when first From the dark green thy yellow circles burst. Then think I of... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1853 - 274 oldal
...thee unlocks a warmer clime ; The eyes thou givest me Are in the heart, and heed not space or time : Not in mid June the golden-cuirassed bee Feels a more summer-like, warm ravishment In the while lily's breezy tent, His conquered Sybaris, than I, when first From the dark green thy yellow... | |
 | 1867 - 746 oldal
...thou givest me Are in the heart, and heed not space or time ; Not in mid-June, the golden-cnirasscd bee Feels a more summer-like, warm ravishment, In the white lily's breezy tent, His conquered Sybaris, than I, when first From the dark green thy yellow circles burst. Then think I of... | |
 | 1854 - 362 oldal
...cuirassed bee Feels a more Summer-like, warm ravishment, In the white lily's breezy tent, His conquered Sybaris, than I, when first From the dark green thy yellow circles burst. Then think I of Tleep shadows on the grass, — Of meadows where in sun the cattle graze, Where, as the breezes pass,... | |
 | Thomas Bulfinch - 1855 - 508 oldal
...proverbial. JR Lowell uses it in this sense in his charming little poem, — To the Dandelion : — " Not in mid June the golden-cuirassed bee Feels a more...warm ravishment In the white lily's breezy tent, (His conquered Sybaris) than I when first From the dark green thy yellow circles burst." A war arose between... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1855 - 690 oldal
...thou givest me Are in the heart, and heed not space or time ; Not in mid June the golden-cuirase'd bee Feels a more summer-like, warm ravishment In the white lily's breezy tint. His conquer'd Sybaris, than I, when first From the dark green thy yellow circles burst. Then... | |
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