I have looked on the hills of the stormy North, And the larch has hung all his tassels forth, The fisher is out on the sunny sea, And the reindeer bounds o'er the pastures free, And the pine has a fringe of softer green, And the moss looks bright where... The Dublin Review - Page 258edited by - 1837Full view - About this book
| American periodicals - 1830 - 504 pages
...thousands have bunt from the forest bowers ; And the ancient graves and the fallen fanes Are veil'd with wreaths on Italian plains. But it is not for me, in my hour of bloom, To speak of the ruin of the tomb. I have pass'd o'er the hills of the stormy north, And the larch has hung all his tassels... | |
| Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1823 - 598 pages
...plains. — But it is not for me, in my hour of bloom, To speak of the ruin or the tomb ! I have pass'd o'er the hills of the stormy North, And the larch...is out on the sunny sea, And the rein-deer bounds through ihe pasture free, And the pine has a fringe of softer green, And the moss looks bright where... | |
| 1823 - 496 pages
...thousands have burst from the forest-bowers, And the ancient graves, and the fallen fanes, Are veil'd with wreaths on Italian plains. —But it is not for...of bloom, To speak of the ruin or the tomb ! I have pass'd o'er the hills of the stormy North, And the larch has hung al I his tassels forth, The fisher... | |
| English literature - 1823 - 598 pages
...thousands have burst from the forest-bowers, And the ancient graves, and the fallen fanes, Are veil'd with wreaths on Italian plains. — But it is not...of bloom, To speak of the ruin or the tomb ! I have pass'd o'er the hills of the stormy North, And the larch has hung all his tassels forth, The fisher... | |
| 1823 - 622 pages
...thousands have burst from the forest-bowers, And the ancient graves, and the fallen fanes, Are veil'd with wreaths on Italian plains. — But it is not...of bloom, To speak of the ruin or the tomb ! I have pass'd o'er the hills of the stormy North, And the larch has hung all his tassels forth, The fisher... | |
| Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1823 - 596 pages
...thousands have burst from the forest-bowers, A nd the ancient graves, and the fallen fanes, Are veil'd with wreaths on Italian plains. — But it is not...of bloom, To speak of the ruin or the tomb ! I have pass'd o'er the hills of the stormy North, And the larch has hung all his tassels forth, The fisher... | |
| 1823 - 608 pages
...thousands have burst from the forest-bowers, And the ancient graves, and the fallen fanes, Are veil'd with wreaths on Italian plains. — But it is not...of bloom, To speak of the ruin or the tomb ! I have pass'd o'er the hills of the stormy North, And the larch has hung all his tassels forth, The fisher... | |
| Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - English drama - 1823 - 336 pages
...thousands have burst from the forest-bowers, And the ancient graves, and the fallen fanes, Are veil'd with wreaths on Italian plains ; — But it is not...of bloom, To speak of the ruin or the tomb ! I have look'd o'er the hills of the stormy north, And the larch has hung all his tassels forth, The fisher... | |
| Cabinet - Literature - 1824 - 440 pages
...thousands have burst from the forest-bowers, And the ancient graves, and the fallen fanes, Are veil'd with wreaths on Italian plains. — But it is not...of bloom, To speak of the ruin or the tomb ! I have passed o'er the hills of the stormy North, And the larch has hung all his tassels forth, The Usher... | |
| Almanacs, English - 1824 - 514 pages
...„• By thousands have burst from the forest bowers, And the antient groves, and the fallen fanes, Are veiled with wreaths on Italian plains; •—But...for me, in my hour of bloom, To speak of the ruin on the tomb. I have pass'd o'er the hills of the stormy north, : , And the larch has hung all his tassels... | |
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