| 1866 - 840 oldal
...strayed kine, with feet Felt heavier than the moorhen was, Strayed up past patches of wild wheat. Yon call it sundew : how it grows, If with its color it...man knows : Man has no sight or sense that saith. My sundew, grown of gentle days, In these green miles the spring begun Thy growth ere April had halt... | |
| Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1866 - 370 oldal
...moorhen was, Strayed up past patches of wild wheat. You call it sundew : how it grows, If with its colour it have breath, If life taste sweet to it, if death...man knows : Man has no sight or sense that saith. My sundew, grown of gentle days, In these green miles the spring begun Thy growth ere April had half... | |
| Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1867 - 422 oldal
...of strayed kine, with feet Felt heavier than the moorhen was, Strayed up past patches of wild wheat. You call it sundew : how it grows, If with its color...man knows : Man has no sight or sense that saith. My sundew, grown of gentle days, In these green miles the spring begun Thy growth ere April had half... | |
| Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1868 - 376 oldal
...moorhen was, Strayed up past patches of wild wheat. You call it sundew : how it grows, If with its colour it have breath, If life taste sweet to it, if death...no man knows: Man has no sight or sense that saith. My sundew, grown of gentle days, In these green miles the spring begun Thy growth ere April had half... | |
| Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1868 - 344 oldal
...of strayed kine, with feet Felt heavier than the moorhen was, Strayed up past patches of wild wheat. You call it sundew : how it grows, If with its color...it have breath, If life taste sweet to it, if death Faui its soft petal, no man knows : Man has no sight or sense that saith. My sundew, grown of gentle... | |
| Arthur Cayley Headlam - 1882 - 524 oldal
...greediest of the insectivorous plants : — ' You call it sundew : how it grows, If with its colour it have breath, If life taste sweet to it, if death...man knows : Man has no sight or sense that saith.' Such poetical adaptations of nature as this are wanting in the primary essential of truth ; they are... | |
| 1879 - 980 oldal
...Lest you should harm the tender head. " You call it Sun-dew ; how it grows, If with its colour it hath breath, If life taste sweet to it, if death Pain its soft petal, no man knows ; Man has no sight nor sense that saith." Alas for the poet ! if only he had been naturalist enough to know the voracious... | |
| Arthur Cayley Headlam - 1882 - 524 oldal
...greediest of the insectivorous plants : — ' You call it sundew : how it grows, If with its colour it have breath, If life taste sweet to it, if death...man knows : Man has no sight or sense that saith.' Such poetical adaptations of nature as this are wanting in the primary essential of truth ; they are... | |
| 1883 - 378 oldal
...moorhen was, Strayed up past patches of wild wheat. You call it sundew : how it grows, If with its colour it have breath, If life taste sweet to it, if death...man knows : Man has no sight or sense that saith. My sundew, grown of gentle days, In these green miles the spring begun Thy growth ere April had half... | |
| Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1883 - 392 oldal
...moorhen was, Strayed up past patches of wild wheat. You call it sundew : how it grows, If with its colour it have breath, If life taste sweet to it, if death...no man knows: Man has no sight or sense that saith. My sundew, grown of gentle days, In these green miles the spring begun Thy growth ere April had half... | |
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