 The buck in brake his winter-coat he flings, The fishes fleet with new-repaired scale : The adder all her slough away she flings, The swift swallow pursues the flies small, The busy bee her honey now she mings. Winter is worn that was the flower's bale,...  Flirtation - Página 61por Lady Charlotte Campbell Bury - 1834Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Naturalist pseud, Edward Wilson (M.A., F.L.S.) - 1852 - 444 páginas
...pursues the flies small, The busy bee her honey now she mings.J Winter is worn that was the flower's bale, And thus I see, among those pleasant things, Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. EARL OF SURREY. These descriptive lines were composed by the Earl of Surrey, one of the earliest cultivators... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 páginas
...pursues the flies small, The busy bee her honey now she mings, Winter is worn that was the flower's bale. And thus I see, among those pleasant things, Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. HOWARD. THE MEANS OF A HAPPY LIFE. MARTIAL, the things that do attain The happy life, be these I find,... | |
 | Caroline Grautoff - 1854 - 332 páginas
...needless to say how thoroughly and heartily Janet's opinion coincided with Mrs. Rigby's. CHAPTER X. Winter is gone, that was the flowers' bale ; And thus I see, among these pleasant things, Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs ! LORD SURREY. Woo'd and married... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 páginas
...pursues the flies small, The busy bee her honey now she mings ; Winter is worn that was the flower's bale. And thus I see, among those pleasant things, Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. E.YliL OF CORONACH. HE is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain,... | |
 | 1859 - 148 páginas
...pursues the flies small, The busy bee her honey now she mings. Winter is worn that was the flower's bale, And thus I see, among those pleasant things, Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. EAKL OF SURREY. / ON MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning-star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from... | |
 | 1861 - 174 páginas
...pursues the flies small, The busy bee her honey now she mings. Winter is worn that was the flower's bale, And thus I see, among those pleasant things, Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. EARL OF SURREY. 86 THE PRIMROSE. SAW it in my evening walk A little lonely flower — Under a hollow... | |
 | 1864 - 150 páginas
...pursues the flies small, The busy bee her honey now she mings. Winter is worn that was the flower's bale, And thus I see, among those pleasant things, Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. EAKL OF SURKEY. ON MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning-star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 páginas
...pursues the flies small, The busy bee her honey now she mings; Winter is worn that was the flower's bale. And thus I see, among those pleasant things, Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. Earl of Surrey. FIRST SOUNDS IN EDEN. WHAT was't awaken'd first the untried ear Of that sole man who... | |
 | Passages, John Allen Giles - 1881 - 744 páginas
...small, The busy bee her honey now she mings. Winter is worn that was the flower's bale. And thus J see, among those pleasant things Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. X. 8IE PHILIP SYDNEY. LOYEB'S AEGUMENT. WHO is it that this dark night Underneath my window plaiaieth... | |
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