The Blue Poetry BookAndrew Lang Longmans, Green and Company, 1912 - 348 oldal |
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47. oldal
... vale enchanting , Where all looks flowery , wild , and sweet , And nought but love is wanting ; We think how great had been our bliss , If Heaven had but assigned us To live and die in scenes like this , With some we've left behind us ...
... vale enchanting , Where all looks flowery , wild , and sweet , And nought but love is wanting ; We think how great had been our bliss , If Heaven had but assigned us To live and die in scenes like this , With some we've left behind us ...
61. oldal
... Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound . No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt , Among Arabian sands : A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring - time from the ...
... Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound . No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt , Among Arabian sands : A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring - time from the ...
75. oldal
... Vale , Of sunshine and of flowers , Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours . Thrice welcome , darling of the Spring ! Even yet thou art to me No bird , but an invisible thing , A voice , a mystery ; The same whom in my ...
... Vale , Of sunshine and of flowers , Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours . Thrice welcome , darling of the Spring ! Even yet thou art to me No bird , but an invisible thing , A voice , a mystery ; The same whom in my ...
80. oldal
... vale , May not unseemly with its stillness suit ; As , musing slow , I hail Thy genial loved return ! For when thy folding - star arising shows His paly circlet , at his warning lamp The fragrant Hours , and Elves Who slept in buds the ...
... vale , May not unseemly with its stillness suit ; As , musing slow , I hail Thy genial loved return ! For when thy folding - star arising shows His paly circlet , at his warning lamp The fragrant Hours , and Elves Who slept in buds the ...
81. oldal
... vale , is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still , The lake lies sleeping at my feet . Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues that once it bore ; Though evening , with her richest dye , Flames o'er the ...
... vale , is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still , The lake lies sleeping at my feet . Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues that once it bore ; Though evening , with her richest dye , Flames o'er the ...
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