 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 496 стор.
...quarantine laws. This view was bounded by an immense extent of the ~ His head was bound with pansies overblown. And faded violets, white and pied and blue, And a light spear topp'd with a cypress .pone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tressee grew, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew,)... | |
 | 1825 - 498 стор.
...rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their rather and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded violets, white and pied and blue...whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping w,th the forest's noonday dew), Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasp'd... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1825 - 578 стор.
...rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and tlieir prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded violets, white and pied and blue;...cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses grew, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew,) Vibrated as the ever beating heart Shook the weak... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 стор.
...The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break. XXXIII. His head was bound with pansies over-blown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue : And a light spear topped with a cypress cone. Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yel dripping with the forest's... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 стор.
...blood, even while the Ьилтг, break. ХХХШ. His head was bound with paneies over-fctewu And laded > { ƛ 6 wrw. Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tress« gré» Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew Vibrated,... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 448 стор.
...a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break. His head was hound with pansies over-blown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear topped with a cypress cone, Round whose rude shuft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's... | |
 | Englishmen - 1837 - 286 стор.
...rugged wsy Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear, topp'd with a eypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noon-day... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 стор.
...The life con burn in blood, even while the heart n»j break. xxxm. His head was bound with pansies over-blown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear topp'd with a Cyprus cone, Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 стор.
...The life ean burn in blood, even while the heart may break. XXXIII. His head was bound with pansies over-blown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear topped with a cypress cone, Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1846 - 380 стор.
...a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear, topped with a cypress cone, Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's... | |
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His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue; And a light spear topped with a cypress cone, Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew, Vibrated, as the ever-beating... 
