 | 1843 - 750 стор.
...above, That leaves a heart high sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. " Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green...little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built \vith peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious mom ? And, little town, thy streets for... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 460 стор.
...far above, Thst leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands dressM ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or raountain-bnilt with peaceful citadel, Is emptied... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 стор.
...far above, That leaves a heart high sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a... | |
 | 1839 - 684 стор.
...above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. 4. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn ? And,... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 стор.
...far above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...the skies. And all her silken flanks with garlands dnstf What iitile town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, MISCELLANEOCS... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 стор.
...above, That leaves a heart high sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. IV. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return. v. O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches... | |
 | Frederick William Faber - 1842 - 672 стор.
...coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Leadst thou that heifer lowing to the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands...soul, to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return. " O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1842 - 440 стор.
...sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice 1 To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st...mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul... | |
 | 1843 - 744 стор.
...forehead, and a parching tongue. IV. " Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, U mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing...soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return. v. " О Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 стор.
...these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. 107 Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And...soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return. v. O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches... | |
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Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest? 
