 | 1828 - 588 páginas
...sinking, soaring, The darkness of the copse exploring; While to this cooler air conlest, The broad Dlmtura bares her breast, Of fragrant scent, and virgin white, A pearl around the locks of night ! Still as we pass in soften 'd hum, Along the breezy valleys come The village song, the horn, the... | |
 | James Silk Buckingham - 1828 - 628 páginas
...soaring, The darkness of the copse exploring ; While to this cooler air confest, The broad Dhatura bares her breast, Of fragrant scent and virgin white, A pearl around the locks of night ! Still as we pass in softened hum, Along the breezy alleys come The village song, the horn, the drum.... | |
 | 1828 - 636 páginas
...soaring, The darkness of the copse exploring ; While to this cooler air confest, The broad Dhatura bares her breast, Of fragrant scent and virgin white, A pearl around the locks of night ! Still as we pass in softened hum, Along the breezy alleys come The village song, the horn, the drum.... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1828 - 618 páginas
...soaring, The darkness of the copse exploring ; While to this cooler air confest, The broad dhatura bares her breast, Of fragrant scent and virgin white, A pearl around the locks of night. Still, as we pass, in softened hum, Along the breezy alleys come The village song, the horn, the drum.... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 608 páginas
...soaring, The darkness of the copse exploring ; While to this cooler air confest, The broad Dhatura bares her breast, Of fragrant scent and virgin white, A pearl around the locks of night ! Still as we pass in softened hum, Along the breezy alleys come The village song, the horn, the drum.... | |
 | James Silk Buckingham - 1828 - 620 páginas
...soaring, The darkness of the copse exploring ; While to this cooler air confest, The broad Dhatura bares her breast, Of fragrant scent and virgin -white, A pearl around the locks of night ! Still as we pass in softened hum, Along the breezy alleys come The village song, the horn, the drum.... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 626 páginas
...soaring, The darkness of the copse exploring ; While to this cooler air confest, The broad Dhatura bares her breast, Of fragrant scent and virgin white, A pearl around the locks of night ! Still as we pass in softened hum, Along the breezy alleys come The village song, the horn, the drum.... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - 340 páginas
...soaring, The darkness of the copse exploring ; While to this cooler air confest, The broad Dhatura bares her breast, Of fragrant scent, and virgin white, A pearl around the locks of night ! Still as we pass in soften'd hum, Along the breezy valleys come The village song, the horn, the drum.... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 608 páginas
...soaring, The darkness of the copse exploring ; While to this cooler air confest, The broad Dhatura bares her breast, Of fragrant scent and virgin white, A pearl around the locks of night ! Still as we pass in softened hum, Along the breezy alleys come The village song, the horn, the drum.... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1829 - 252 páginas
...sinking, soaring, The darkness of the copse exploring; While to this cooler air confest, The broad dhatura bares her breast, Of fragrant scent and virgin white, A pearl around the locks of night ! Still as we pass, in softened hum, Along the breezy alleys come The village song, the horn, the drum.... | |
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The broad Dhatura bares her breast, Of fragrant scent and virgin white, A pearl around the locks of night ! Still as we pass in softened hum, Along the breezy alleys come The village song, the horn, the drum. 
