 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 550 oldal
...And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, ClusterM around bv all her starry Fays ; But bore there it no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways, / cannot se ich'it flotctrt are at my feet, Jfor what toft incente hangs upon the bouyha, But, in embalmed... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 oldal
...retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. T. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 oldal
...retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is...ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 oldal
...retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1861 - 580 oldal
...heroic Already with thee ! Tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the hreezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1862 - 578 oldal
...retards ! Already with thee ! Tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughg, But in embalmed... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1863 - 564 oldal
...retards ! Already with thee ! Tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed... | |
 | John Keats - 1863 - 496 oldal
...with thee ! tender is the night And haply the Queen-Moon is on he Cluster'd around by all her starry But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with tt blown Through verdurous glooms and mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my fee Nor what... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - 428 oldal
...retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is...blown, Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangj upon the boughs, White hawthorn,... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 116 oldal
...retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
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Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night... 
