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" I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet... "
Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic - 52 ページ
Beautiful poetry 著 - 1853
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The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 ページ
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet. Nor what...each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The gmss, the thicket, and t lie fruit-tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoml eglantine; Fast-fading...

Selections from the British Poets, 第 2 巻

1840 - 368 ページ
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown 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 embalm'd darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and...

The Poetical Works of John Keats

John Keats - 1841 - 254 ページ
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. VI. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him...

Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

1842 - 480 ページ
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen; and, for many a tune, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft...

Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

1862 - 512 ページ
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit- tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves...

Readings in poetry: a selection from the best English poets, from Spenser to ...

Readings - 1843 - 466 ページ
...with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. But here there is no light, I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous...

Cyclopædia of English literature, 第 2 巻

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 ページ
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous blooms and winding mossy ways. covered up in leaves j And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous...

Sketches of the History of Literature and Learning in England ..., 第 5~6 巻

George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 ページ
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves ; And mid-day's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous...

Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., 第 2 巻

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 ページ
...blooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hang« ear or hope from censure or from praise. [Reflections...lona.] [From the * Journey to the Western Isles.1] covered up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous...

Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 ページ
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft...




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