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" How sweet I roamed from field to field And tasted all the summer's pride, Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide! "
Macmillan's Magazine - Сторінка 25
1865
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Nollekens and His Times: Comprehending a Life of that Celebrated ..., Том 2

John Thomas Smith - 1828 - 502 стор.
...specimen of the juvenile playfulness of Blake's muse, copied from page 10 of these Poems.* SONG. " How sweet I roam'd from field to field, And tasted...Prince of Love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide ! • The whole copy of this little work, entitled " Poetical Sketches, by WB" containing seventy pages,...
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Life of William Blake, "pictor Ignotus", with Selections from His ..., Том 1

Alexander Gilchrist - 1863 - 460 стор.
...before he was fourteen : the following ethereal piece of sportive Fancy, ' Song ' he calls it : — How sweet I roam'd from field to field, And tasted...beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide ! He shew'd mo lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow ; He led me through his gardens fair, Where all...
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Life of William Blake, "Pictor Ignotus": With Selections from His Poems and ...

Alexander Gilchrist, Anne Burrows Gilchrist - 1863 - 366 стор.
...comforts have increas'd ; For light doth seize my brain With frantic pain. SONG. How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride,...Love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide ! He show'd me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow ; He led me through his gardens fair,...
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Poetical Sketches

William Blake - 1868 - 122 стор.
...the pale lips ; she had no tears to shed ; She hugg'd it to her breast, and groan'd her last. ^ SONG. HOW sweet I roam'd from field to field And tasted...my hair, And blushing roses for my brow ; He led me thro' his gardens fair Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet,...
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The Religious Magazine and Monthly Review, Том 42

1869 - 550 стор.
...fourteen years of age, nearly a hundred years ago. Can the boys do any better now ? How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride,...Love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide ! He showed me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow, And led me through his gardens fair,...
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The Monthly Religious Magazine, Том 42

1869 - 562 стор.
...fourteen years of age, nearly a hundred years ago. Can the boys do any better now ? How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride,...Love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide ! He showed me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow, And led me through his gardens fair,...
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Hours at Home, Том 11

1870 - 588 стор.
...following piece of playful fancy, written by Blake when he was scarcely thirteen years of age : — " How sweet I roam'd from field to field, And tasted...pride, Till I the prince of Love beheld. Who in the gunny beams did glide ! He shew'd me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow ; He led me...
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Old and New, Том 7

Edward Everett Hale - 1873 - 780 стор.
...fourteen, which, certainly indicates a somewhat remarkable degree of precocious genius. "How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride,...prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide 1 He showed me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow : He led me through his gardens fair,...
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Old and New, Том 7

Edward Everett Hale - 1873 - 772 стор.
...the summ T'S pride, Till I the prince of lore beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide ! He showed me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow : He led me through hia gardens fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my winga were wet, And Phoebus...
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The Living Age, Том 124

1875 - 844 стор.
...fire, blast, and seas; Therefore we trust, though our beloved lie , low. Spectator. How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride,...Love beheld. Who in the sunny beams did glide. He showed me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow ; He led me through his gardens fair Where...
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