I see a lily on thy brow With anguish moist and fever dew, And on thy cheeks a fading rose Fast withereth too. I met a lady in the meads, Full beautiful— a faery's child, Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild. '* I... Tangled Talk: An Essayist's Holiday - Página 84por William Brighty Rands - 1864 - 360 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
| Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 342 páginas
...loitering ? The sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, So haggard and so woe-begone ? The squirrel's granary is full, And the harvest's done. I see a lily on thy brow, With anguish moist and fever dew ; And on thy cheek a fading... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1835 - 350 páginas
...loitering ? The sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, So haggard and so woe-begone ? The squirrel's granary is full, And the harvest's done. 1 see a lily on thy brow, With anguish moist and fever dew ; And on thy cheek a fading... | |
| Richard Monckton Milnes (1st baron Houghton.) - 1848 - 324 páginas
...knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering ? The sedge has wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. n. 0 what can ail thee, knight-at-arms ! So haggard and...? The squirrel's granary is full, And the harvest 's done. m. 1 see a lily on thy brow With anguish moist and fever dew, And on thy cheeks a fading rose... | |
| John Keats - 1848 - 420 páginas
...knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering ? The sedge has wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. 0 what can ail thee, knight-at-arms ! So haggard and...woe-begone ? The squirrel's granary is full, And the harvest's done. in. 1 see a lily on thy brow With anguish moist and fever dew, And on thy cheeks a... | |
| 1853 - 560 páginas
...loitering? The sedge is withered from the lake, And no birds sing. Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, So haggard and so woe-begone ? The squirrel's granary is full, And the harvest 's done. I see a lily on thy brow, With anguish moist and fever dew ; And on thy cheek a fading rose... | |
| John Keats - 1859 - 524 páginas
...knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering ? The sedge has wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. II. 0 what can ail thee, knight-at-arms! So haggard and...woe-begone ? The squirrel's granary is full, And the harvest's done. m. 1 see a lily on thy brow With anguish moist and fever dew, And on thy cheeks a fading... | |
| Beautiful poetry - 1859 - 420 páginas
...loitering ? The sedge is withered from the lake, And no birds sing. Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, So haggard and so woe-begone? The squirrel's granary is full, And the harvest's done. I see a lily on thy brow, With anguish moist and fever dew ; And on thy cheek a fading... | |
| William Allingham - 1860 - 316 páginas
...loitering ? The sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, So haggard and so woe-begone ? The squirrel's granary is full, And the harvest's done. I see a lily on thy brow, With anguish moist and fever-dew ; And on thy cheek a fading... | |
| England - 1860 - 532 páginas
...loitering? The sedge is withered from the lake, And no birds sing. Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, So haggard and so woe-begone? The squirrel's granary is full, And the harvest's done. I see a lily on thy brow, With anguish moist and fever dew ; And on thy cheek a fading... | |
| Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 páginas
...knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering ? The sedge has wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. ' O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms ! So haggard and...woe-begone ? The squirrel's granary is full, And the harvest's done. With anguish moist and fever-dew, And on thy cheeks a fading rose ' I see a lily on... | |
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