 | Thomas Love Peacock - 1818 - 204 стор.
...murky midnight dew " Trembles on many a leaf and blossom, " That draws from earth's polluted bosom " Mysterious virtue, to imbue " The chalice of unnatural...murmurs of unholy song, " Breathed by lips as fair as her's '' By whose false hands that flower was given, " The solid earth's firm breast have riven, "... | |
 | Thomas Love Peacock - 1818 - 206 стор.
...murky midnight dew " Trembles on many a leaf and blossom, " That draws from earth's polluted bosom " Mysterious virtue, to imbue " The chalice of unnatural...murmurs of unholy song, " Breathed by lips as fair as her's " By whose false hands that flower was given, " The solid earth's firm breast have riven, / "... | |
 | 1843 - 778 стор.
...Rhoâodaphne ; or, the Thettaiian Spell. " The murmurs of unholy song-, " Breathed by lips as fair as her'e " By whose false hands that flower was given, "The solid...beneath the sickening moon, " Portentous parle, at night's deep noon, *' With beauty skilled in mysteries drear. " Oh, youth ! Larissa's maids are fair... | |
 | 1843 - 826 стор.
...murky midnight dew '' Trembles on many a leaf and blossom, " That draws from earth's polluted bosom " Mysterious virtue, to imbue " The chalice of unnatural spells. " Oft, those dreary rocks among, true roses : they were flowers of the wild laurel, which men call rhododaphne, or rose-laurel. It is... | |
 | Thomas Love Peacock - 1875 - 494 стор.
...the murky midnight dew Trembles on many a leaf and blossom, That draws from earth's polluted bosom Mysterious virtue, to imbue The chalice of unnatural...hold, beneath the sickening moon, Portentous parle, at night's deep noon, With beauty skilled in mysteries drear. Oh, youth ! Larissa's maids are fair ; But... | |
 | Thomas Love Peacock - 1875 - 496 стор.
...the murky midnight dewTrembles on iLany a leaf and blossom, That draws from earth's polluted bosom Mysterious virtue, to imbue The chalice of unnatural...hold, beneath the sickening moon, Portentous parle, at night's deep noon, With beauty skilled in mysteries drear. Oh, youth ! Larissa's maids are fair ; But... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 650 стор.
...the murky midnight dew Trembles on many a leaf and blossom, That draws from earth's polluted bosom Mysterious virtue, to imbue The chalice of unnatural...hold, beneath the sickening moon, Portentous parle, at night's deep noon, With beauty skilled in mysteries drear. Oh, youth ! Larissa's maids are fair ; But... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 стор.
...the murky midnight dew Trembles on many a leaf and blossom, That draws from earth's polluted bosom Mysterious virtue, to imbue The chalice of unnatural...hold, beneath the sickening moon, Portentous parle, at night's deep noon, With beauty skilled in mysteries drear. Oh, youth ! Larissa's maids are fair ; But... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1881 - 654 стор.
...the murky midnight dew Trembles on many a leaf and blossom, That draws from earth's polluted bosom Mysterious virtue, to imbue The chalice of unnatural...hold, beneath the sickening moon, Portentous parle, at night's deep noon, With beauty skilled in mysteries drear. Oh, youth ! Larissa's maids are fair ; But... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 686 стор.
...the murky midnight dew Trembles on many a leaf and blossom, That draws from earth's polluted bosom Mysterious virtue, to imbue The chalice of unnatural...hold, beneath the sickening moon, Portentous parle, at night's deep noon, With beauty skilled in mysteries drear. Oh, youth ! Larissa's maids are fair ; But... | |
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Mid dreary valleys, by the falls Of haunted streams ; and magic knows No herb or plant of deadlier might, When impious footsteps wake by night The echoes of those dismal dells, What time the murky midnight dew Trembles on many a leaf and blossom, That... 
