 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 стор.
...have left your souls on earth I Ye have souls in heaven too. Double-lived in regions new! FANCY. EVER let the fancy roam; Pleasure never is at home; At...thought still spread beyond her; Open wide the mind's cage-door,— She'll dart forth, and cloudward soar. O sweet fancy ! let her loose ! Summer's joys... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 стор.
...win, A bright torch, nnd a casement ope at night. To let the warm Love in! FANCY. EYER let the Fnncy roam, Pleasure never is at home : At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when min pelteth; Then let winged Funcy wander Through the thoughts still spread beyond her Open wide the... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 стор.
...face One would meet in every place Î Where 's the voice, however aoft, One would hear so very oft ? At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth Like to bubbles when rain pelteth. Let, then, winged Fancy find Thee a mistress to thy mind : Dulcet-eyed as Ceres' daughter. Ere the... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 стор.
...face One would meet in every place ? Where's the voice, however soft, One would hear so very oft ? At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth Like to bubbles when rain pelteth. Let, then, winged Fancy find Thee a mistress to thy mind : Dulcet-eyed as Ceres' daughter, Ere the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 стор.
...to all the Sherwood clan ! Though their days have hurried by, Let us two a burduu uy. FANCY. K\ -i let the fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet pleasure mclteth, Like to bubbles when rain pelteth ; Then let winged Fancy wander Through the thoughts still... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 стор.
...face One would meet in every place ? Where's the voice, however soft, One would hear so very oft ? At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth Like to bubbles when rain pelteth. Let, then, winged Fancy find Thee a mistress to thy mind : Dulcet-eyed as Ceres' daughter, Ere the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 стор.
...face One would meet in every place 1 Where's the voice, however soft, One would hear so very oft ? At a touch sweet pleasure melteth Like to bubbles when rain pelteth. Let, then, winged Fancy find Thee a mistress to thy mind : Duleet-eyed as Ceres' daughter, Ere the... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 стор.
...thought can win, A bright torch, and a casement ope at night, To let the warm Love in ! FANCY. EVER let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home : At...spread beyond her: Open wide the mind's cage door, She 'll dart forth, and cloudward soar. O sweet Fancy ! let her loose ; And the enjoying of the Spring... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 стор.
...T. WESTWOOD. 8. H. WHITMAN. COUNTESS OF WINOHELSEA. EDWARD YOUL. GARDEN WALKS WITH THE POETS. Keais. let the fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home ; At a touch sweet pleasure melteth Like to bubble, when rain pelteth.. Then let winged Fancy wander Through the thought still spread beyond her.... | |
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Ceres' daughter, Ere the God of Torment taught her How to frown and how to chide; With a waist and with a side White as Hebe's, when her zone... 
