 These delicates he heaped with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver : sumptuous they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — ' And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake !...  The Seer: Or, Common-places Refreshed - Сторінка 63автори: Leigh Hunt - 1864Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 стор.
...spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. XXXI. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets...room with perfume light — " And now, my love, my semph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes'... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 стор.
...spiced dainties, every one, From silken Somarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. XXXI. These dedicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets...wreathed silver : sumptuous they stand In the retired qoiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light — •• And now, my love, my seraph... | |
 | 1845 - 614 стор.
..." Lucent syrups, tinct with cinnamon," make us* read the line delicately, and at the tip-end, as r ink but perj'umt li-Jtt.— u And now, my love, my seraph fair awake I Thoa art my heaven, and I thine eremite... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 стор.
...and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets...chilly room with perfume light.— '* And now, my love, mv seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes'... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...and spiced dainties every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver; sumptuously they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light.... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...and spiced dainties every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver; sumptuously they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light.... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...and spiced dainties every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver ; sumptuously they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light.... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...and spiced dainties every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver; sumptuously they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light.... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 стор.
...and spiced dainties every one, From silken Samarcand to ctdar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver; sumptuously they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light.... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 692 стор.
...spiced dainties every one. From silken Samarcand, to cedar 'd Lebanon. " Those delicates he heap'd with glowing hand, On golden dishes, and in baskets...light. ' And now, my love ! my Seraph fair ! awake ! Ope thy sweet eyes ! for dear St. Agnes' sake ! ' ' It is difficult to break off in such a course... | |
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