 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 Seiten
...so, Only that she might laurel grow : And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness... | |
 | Gail Hamilton - 1866 - 380 Seiten
...in cooing melody ; and sweetly sung to my charmed ear those rich lines of old Andrew Marvell, — " What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...their wine ; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hand themselves do reach," — past huge piles of wood, rough enough to such as should see only their... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - 514 Seiten
...Lamb. How pleasant is this picture ! " What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about ray head ; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth...themselves do reach : Stumbling on melons as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. " Here at this fountain's sliding foot, Or at the fruit-tree's... | |
 | Sunday readings - 1867 - 232 Seiten
...so, Only that she might laurel grow; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop...themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. To a green thought in a green shade. Meanwhile, the mind from... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 360 Seiten
...And Pan did after Syrinx speed Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead I Ripe apples drop about my head ; The luscious clusters...Upon my mouth do crush their wine ; The nectarine and " : i"s r":ach •- ha r i' 1 " *• "each ; Two paradises are in one, To live in Paradise alone. How... | |
 | 1869 - 444 Seiten
...And Pan did after Syrinx speed Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead I Ripe apples drop about my head ; The luscious clusters...themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I -pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness... | |
 | Andrew Marvell - 1870 - 224 Seiten
...so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnarcd with flowers, 1 fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its... | |
 | English poems - 1870 - 722 Seiten
...Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, Nu name shall but our own be found. What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flow'rs, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness... | |
 | Susan Bogert Warner - 1870 - 666 Seiten
...finishing his poem aloud for the benefit of the company. . " « What wondrous life is this I lead 1 Ripe apples drop about my head ; The luscious clusters...Upon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, the curious peach. Into my hands themselves do reach. Btumbling on melons as I pass, JCnsnar'd with... | |
 | Barry Gray - 1871 - 376 Seiten
...gardens and vineyards, and it was Andrew Marvell, I think, who wrote, — ' What wondrous life is this to lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine • Upon my mouth do crush to wine ; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach.' Milton, knowing the wandering... | |
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What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers,... 
