 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 стор.
...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,...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine i Fast fading violets cover'd up in. leaves; I . And mid-May's eldest child, ; The coming meek-rose,... | |
 | 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...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor «bat soft incense hangs upon the Änghs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | 1820 - 596 стор.
...tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...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, Hut, in embalmed... | |
 | 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...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full... | |
 | 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 - 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...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine, Fast fading violets covered up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose full of... | |
 | 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...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine, Fast fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose full of... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 1839 - 876 стор.
...Keats, that fine smiled boy, thus enumerates some of the choicest attendants of this charming month : " Each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows, The grass, the thicket, and the fruit tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves... | |
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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... 
