 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 páginas
...streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets et all these sounds yblent inclined all to sleep....above, A sable, silent, solemn forest stood ; Where swart-star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | William Harrison Ainsworth - 1844 - 604 páginas
...vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hnes. Ye valleys low, where Лe mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 510 páginas
...streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and How 'rots of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild...wanton winds and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 512 páginas
...streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flow'ret s of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild...wanton winds and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, * That on the green turf suck... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 páginas
...streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets, of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks; Throw hither all your quaint enameltd eyes, That on the green turf *«eA... | |
 | John Wilson - 1845 - 266 páginas
...* * * Return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues, Ye valleys low, where the mild...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 páginas
...nothing said: '" But that two-handed engine at the door " Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks : Throw hither all your quaint enamelFd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 páginas
...nothing said: " But that two-handed engine at the door " Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks : Throw hither all your quaint enamelFd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 páginas
...nothing said: " But that two-handed engine at the door " Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks : Throw hither all your quaint enamelFd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 páginas
...hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use6 Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star7 sparely looks, 1 Fury — ie destiny. 2 Mincius — a river near Mantua, where Virgil was born.... | |
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Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honeyed showers, And purple all... 
