 Mid hush'd, cool-rooted flowers, fragrant-eyed, Blue, silver-white, and budded Tyrian, They lay calm-breathing on the bedded grass; Their arms embraced, and their pinions too; Their lips touch'd not, but had not bade adieu, As if disjoined by soft-handed...  The Letters of John Keats - Сторінка 331автори: John Keats - 1895 - 522 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 стор.
...scarce espied : 'Mid hush'd, cool-rooted flowers, fragrant-eyed, Blue, silver-white, and budded Tyrian, They lay calm-breathing on the bedded grass ; Their...still past kisses to outnumber At tender eye-dawn of Auroreon love : The winged boy I knew ; But who wast thou, О happy, happy dove ? His Psyche true !... | |
 | 1840 - 378 стор.
...scarce espied : Mid hush'd, cool-rooted flowers, fragrant-eyed, Blue, silver-white, and budded Tyrian, They lay, calm-breathing on the bedded grass ; Their...still past kisses to outnumber At tender eye-dawn of Aurorean love : The winged boy I knew ; But who wast thou, oh happy, happy dove I His Psyche true !... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 стор.
...Blue, silver-white, and budded Tyrian, They lay calm-breathing on the bedded gmss; Their arms embmced, and their pinions too ; Their lips touch'd not, but...disjoined by soft-handed slumber. And ready still post kisses to outnumber At tender eye-dawn of Aurorean love : The winged boy I knew; But who wast... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 стор.
...scarce espied : 'Mid hush'd, cool-rooted flowers fragrant-eyed, Blue, silver-white, and budded Tyrian, They lay calm-breathing on the bedded grass ; Their...still past kisses to outnumber At tender eye-dawn of aurorean love : The winged boy I knew ; But who wast thou, O happy, happy dove ? His Psyche true !... | |
 | 1843 - 368 стор.
...espied : Hid hush'd, cool-rooted flowers, fragrant-eyed, Blue, silver-white, and budded Tyrian, [Tiey lay, calm-breathing on the bedded grass ; Their arms...still past kisses to outnumber At tender eye-dawn of Aurorean love : The winged boy I knew ; But who wast thou, oh happy, happy dove ? His Psyche true !... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 стор.
...scarce espied : 'Mid hush'd, cool-rooted flowers fragrant-eyed, Blue, silver-white, and budded Tyrian, They lay calm-breathing on the bedded grass ; Their...still past kisses to outnumber At tender eye-dawn of aurorean love : The winged boy I knew ; But who wast thou, O happy, happy dove ? His Psyche true !... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 стор.
...espied : Mid hush'd, cool-rooted flowers, fragrant-eyed, Blue, silver-while, and budded Tyrian, fliry lay calm-breathing on the bedded grass ; Their arms...adieu, As if disjoined by soft-handed slumber, And rebdy still past kisses to outnumber At tender eye-dawn of Auroreoii love : The winged boy Г knew... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 стор.
...fragrant-eyed, Blue, silver-white, and budded Tyrian, They lay calm-breathing on the bedded grass; Their lips touch'd not, but had not bade adieu, As...slumber, And ready still past kisses to outnumber Their arms embraced, and their pinions too ; At tender eye-dawn of aurorean love: The winged boy I... | |
 | 1903 - 664 стор.
...which we print in italics, entirely omitted— a process destructive of sense as well as sound: — Their lips touch'd not, but had not bade adieu, As...still past kisses to outnumber At tender eye-dawn of aurorean love. In the present case the third line runs— And still past kisses to outnumber, a quite... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1853 - 548 стор.
...calm-breathing on the bedded gras« ; Their arms embraced, and their pinions too; Their lips touoh'd not, but had not bade adieu, As if disjoined by soft-handed slumber, And rebdy still past kisses to outnumber Ai tender eye-dawn of Anrorean love: The winged boy I knew ; But... | |
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