| Mrs Blencowe - English poetry - 1829 - 488 pages
...France, adieu! To me my native plains possess A charm unknown to you. THE FIRE-FLY. THERE is a beetle, that, when evening comes, Small though he be, and...distinguishable, Like evening clad in soberest livery, Unsheaths his wings, and through the woods and glades Scatters a marvellous splendour. On he wheels, Blazing... | |
| mrs Blencowe - 1829 - 512 pages
...France, adieu! To me my native plains possess A charm unknown to you. THE FIRE-FLY. THERE is a beetle, that, when evening comes, Small though he be, and...distinguishable, Like evening clad in soberest livery, Unsheaths his wings, and through the woods and glades Scatters a marvellous splendour. On he wheels, Blazing... | |
| Samuel Rogers - 1829 - 520 pages
...has sunk to rest. Peace to thy slumbers! THE FIRE-FLY. TMERF is an Insect, that, when Evening comee, Small though he be and scarce distinguishable, Like Evening clad in soberest livery, Unsheathe his wings, (i53) and through the woods ind glades Scatters a marvellous splendour. On he... | |
| Samuel Rogers - Bridges - 1830 - 318 pages
...rest. Peace to thy slumbers ! THE FIRE-FLY. THERE is an Insect, that, when Evening comes, Small tho' he be and scarce distinguishable, Like Evening clad in soberest livery, Unsheaths his wings and thro' the woods and glades Scatters a marvellous splendour. On he wheels, Blazing by... | |
| George William David Evans - Architecture - 1835 - 596 pages
...much profusion as spangles on a lady's gown:" — .... An insect that, when evening comes, Small tho' he be, and scarce distinguishable, Like Evening clad in soberest livery, Unsheaths his wings*, and thro' the woods and glades Scatters a marvellous splendour, from dusk till dawn Soaring,... | |
| English poetry - 1836 - 514 pages
...there? But thine exhausted frame has sunk to rest Peace to thy slumbers! X. THE FIRE-FLY. THERE i« an Insect, that, when Evening comes, Small though...distinguishable, Like Evening clad in soberest livery, Unsheathes his wings, (153) and through the wood« and glades Scatters a marvellous splendor On he... | |
| John Aikin, John Frost - English poetry - 1838 - 752 pages
...there ? But thine exhausted frame has sunk to rest. Peace to thy slumbers ! X. THE FIRE-FLY. THERE is ace ohtain'd, Easy, but humble — little could be...youth and age must part, Tean in each eye, and so his wings, and through the woods and glades Scatters a marvellous splendour. On he wheels, Blazing... | |
| John Aikin - English poetry - 1838 - 796 pages
...there ? But thine exhausted frame has sunk to rest. Peace to thy slumbers ! X. THE FIRE-FLY. THERE is in horror, and dare sleep no more ! A WISH. MINE he...hill, A hee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willo Unsheatbs his wings, and through the woods and glades Scatters a marvellous splendour. On he wheels,... | |
| John Aikin - English poetry - 1838 - 750 pages
...sunk to rest. Peace to thy slumbers ! X. THE FIRE-FLY. THERE is an insect, that, when evening comi"-., Small though he be and scarce distinguishable, Like evening clad in soberest livery, Unsheaths his wings, and through the woods nnd glades Scatters a marvellous splendour. On he wheels, Blazing... | |
| Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1843 - 516 pages
...sunk to rest. Peace to thy slumbers ! X. THE FIRE-FLY. THERE is on Insect, that, when Evening comea, Small though he be and scarce distinguishable, Like Evening clad in soberest livery, Unsheathos his wings, (153) and through the woods and glades Scatters a marvellous splendor On he wheels.... | |
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