 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 Seiten
...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. • v. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. VI. Darkling I listen; and for many a time" I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 Seiten
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...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... | |
 | Moxon Edward and co - 200 Seiten
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...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... | |
 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 Seiten
...some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. * * * * Thou wert not born for death, immortal bird! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice... | |
 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 Seiten
...melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. * » * * I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, cover' d up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 360 Seiten
...upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 Seiten
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 40 I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; 45 White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 Seiten
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs uoon the boughs, The Comet. 211 But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...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... | |
 | 1869 - 254 Seiten
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1869 - 810 Seiten
...with the brcr/c- blown Through verdurous blooms ami winding mossy ways. I cannot Bee what flowers arc at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,...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... | |
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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... 
