 | 1871 - 476 oldal
...winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-wing6d thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened...Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise of love or wine,... | |
 | William Osborn (schoolmaster) - 1871 - 114 oldal
...winds deflowered, Till the scent, it gives, Makes faint with too much sweet those heavy-winged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened...Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach me, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise of love or wine... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 oldal
...winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavywinged thieves. me early, call me early, mother dear, For I would see the sun rise upon the glad newyear. It is th fresh and clear thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; 1... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 oldal
...heavy-winged thi Till the scent it gives «:; !$»! On the tinkling grass, XIL Sound of vernal showers Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. XIIL Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise of love or... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1872 - 582 oldal
...which screen it from the view: Like a rose embowered In its own green leaves, By warm winds deflowered, Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass. Rain-awakened...Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or hird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1873 - 590 oldal
...winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet those heavy-winged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened...Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. In the Cloud, by the same poet, the imagery is partly fantastic, partly imaginative, as may be seen... | |
 | William Henry Davenport Adams - 1873 - 552 oldal
...u J \ K 05 "z 01 0 U 03 O £ H H X h Sound of vernal showers On the trickling grass, X U H 1 1 b I Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. "u I ~> H X g £ w u H i u u i ^ Teach me, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1874 - 646 oldal
...winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with two much sweet these heavy-winged thieves: Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened...Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass: Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard, Praise of love or wine... | |
 | Dawson William Turner - 1874 - 130 oldal
...' Êyù S' 2ovXa, XtiTOua' 'Aa/av Eùpánrac VII. — Translate into Latin Elegiacs. To A SKYLARK. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened...that ever was Joyous and clear and fresh, thy music does surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1874 - 802 oldal
...in a larger degree, for tbe words Shelley addresses to the sky-lark may be fitly applied to him :— Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous and clear and freeh thy music doth surpass. It seems natural to turn from Shelley to the young poet whose death he... | |
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Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. 
