 | 1813 - 410 oldal
...wave; But some beans had been gathered, the last that hung on, And a soup was distilled in a kettle, that gave All the fragrance of summer when summer...delight, ere it dies, An essence that breathes of it awfully hard: And thus good to my taste as 'twas then to my eyes, Is that bower of bean-vines in Benjamin's... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 oldal
...o'er th« wave, But some blossoms were galher'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew was dislill'd from their flowers, that gave All the fragrance of...Thus bright to my soul, as 'twas then to my eyes, la that bower on the banks of the calm Jfendtmeer! " And, now thou sec'st my soul's angelic hue •'... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1817 - 738 oldal
...think — is the nightingale singing there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm Bendemeer ? « No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave,...gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gene. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, An essence that breathes of it many a year ; Thus... | |
 | 1817 - 696 oldal
...singing there yet? ' Are the roses still bright by the calm Bendemeer ? No: the roses soon witber'd that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd,...All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. ïîiiis memory draws from delight e'er it dies, An essence that breathes from it many a year ; Then... | |
 | 1817 - 236 oldal
...singing there yet ?— * Are the roses still bright by the calm Bendemeer ? No, the roses soon withered that hung o'er the wave, But some blossoms were gather'd,...gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was S°ne- , ..... Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, . . An essence that breathes of it many... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 oldal
...bright by the calm Sendemeerf No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er th« wave, But some blussoms were gather'd, while freshly they shone, And a dew...summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it diet, An essence that breathes of it many a year ; Thus bright to my soul, as 'twas then to my era,... | |
 | 1817 - 506 oldal
...-is the nightingale singing there vet ; Are the roses still bright by the calm iiendemeer ? No—the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave; But some blossoms were gathered while freshly they shone, And a dew was distilled from their flower? that gave All the fragrance... | |
 | 206 oldal
...were githur'd, while freshly they rlione, And a dew was dUtill'd from their flowers, that gave All lue fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, An vSMuce that breather of it many a year; Thuj bright to my sotil, a* 'twas then to uiy eyes, Is that... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 422 oldal
...think — is the nightingale singing there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm BEN*DEMEER ? No, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave,...All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. * Musnuds are cushioned seats, usually reserved for persons of distinction. •f The Persians, like... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 428 oldal
...think — is the nightingale singing there yet? Are the roses still bright by the calm BEMDEMEER ? Ho, the roses soon wither'd that hung o'er the wave, But...All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. * Musnuds are cushioned seats, usually reserved for persons of distinction. t The Persians, like the... | |
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And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. . Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, An essence that breathes of it many a year... 
