 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1847 - 556 pages
...retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clueter'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is...breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mosey way». I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs,... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 pages
...with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by ah 1 her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 5. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | George Croly - English poetry - 1850 - 442 pages
...thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender...all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Suve what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1852 - 592 pages
...Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, Where pajey shakes a few sad, last gray hairs, Where youth grows...winding mossy ways. I can not see what flowers are at nTy feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet... | |
 | Robert Chambers - English literature - 1851 - 764 pages
...retards : Already with the« ! tender ii the night, And haply the queen-moon is on her throne Clattered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven i> with the breeze« blown Through verdurous bloom« and winding тому ways. I cannot see what flowers... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1852 - 588 pages
...bubbles winking at the brim And purple-stained month ; That I might drink, and leave the world unsei' u, And with thee fade away into the forest dim : Fade...glooms and winding mossy ways. I can not see what Sowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1852 - 680 pages
...Not charioted by Baeehus and. his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards. Already with thee ! tender...blown, Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy wa3's. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, Hut,... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - English poetry - 1852 - 438 pages
...thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1853 - 378 pages
...and dies Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs ; Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond...Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | Poets, American - 1853 - 560 pages
...thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. v. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
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Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered... 
