 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...thicket, and the fruittree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming...wine. The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft... | |
 | 1839 - 876 oldal
...Keats, that fine smiled boy, thus enumerates some of the choicest attendants of this charming month : " Each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows, The grass, the thicket, and the fruit tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - 380 oldal
...and winding mossy ways I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 936 oldal
...winding mossy wayv. 5. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 6. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 oldal
...winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness guess each sweet...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death — Call'd him... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 874 oldal
...winding mossy wajh. 5. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast fading violets coverM up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 oldal
...and winding mossy waysI cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft ineense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 oldal
...winding mossy 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...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 oldal
...grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 oldal
...incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in emhalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonahle month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; • And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose,... | |
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I 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 seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket... 
