 | 1820 - 606 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen- Moon is on her throne, ClusterM around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor «bat soft incense hangs upon the Änghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 стор.
...Cluster d around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is wild the breezes blown • . Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways» 1 cannot see what (lowers are at my feet, * Nor what soft ineeuse hangs upon the boughs« But, in embalmed darkness,... | |
 | 1823 - 400 стор.
...tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...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 embalmed... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. V. 1 cannot see what flowers are at... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 5. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...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 embalmed... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...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 embalmed... | |
 | William Hone - 1830 - 868 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster 'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 5. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - 380 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Thro' verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...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 embalmed... | |
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But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs... 
