 Hark! the bee winds her small but mellow horn,' Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course. And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,...  Poems - Сторінка 24автори: Samuel Rogers - 1816 - 246 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Samuel Rogers - 1801 - 222 стор.
...Crush'd by her meagre hand, when welcom'd from the sky. Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn, ' Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy...scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1801 - 208 стор.
...Crush'd by her meagre hand, when welcom'd from the sky. Hark! the bee winds her small but mellow horn,' Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy...scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1802 - 308 стор.
...Crush'd by her meagre hand, when welcom'd from the sky. Hark! the bee winds her small but mellow horn,1 Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy...scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell?... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 стор.
...Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn, Blythe to salute the sunny smile of morn.18 O'er thimy downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream...scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1806 - 208 стор.
...Crush'd by her meagre hand, when welcom'd from the sky. Hark! the bee winds her small but mellow horn,t Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy...bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to.its source. 'Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar... | |
 | 1817 - 494 стор.
...summer, is an animal of singular beauty. Hark ! the BEE winds her small but mellow horn, Blithe to saluto the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy downs she bends...her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye no finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she... | |
 | William Kirby, William Spence - 1818 - 552 стор.
...observations on the hive itself0; just as a man a " Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn, Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy...scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd ! . Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1820 - 160 стор.
...sky. Crushed by the meagre hand, when welcomed from Hark the bee winds her small but mellow horn, (19) Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy...course, And many a stream allures her to its source. vl'is noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought.... | |
 | Edward Bevan - 1827 - 444 стор.
...excursive flights to a distance, and referred to her bending her course homewards again, he observes, " That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,...left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confined !" And he concludes that it is by the aid of memory that she retraces her passage back to the hive,... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 стор.
...from the shy. Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. ui thymy downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. I i> noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought. Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought,... | |
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