 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...beyond to-morrow. Away! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain...retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 стор.
...beyond to-morrow. Away ! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain...retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...them beyond to-morrow. Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain...retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 стор.
...leaden-eyed despairs ; Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new love pine at them beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted...breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, The grass,... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 стор.
...away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, 104 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain...breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. v. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 стор.
...beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy, Though the dull brain...breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers arc at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 стор.
...despairs ; Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. IV. But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain...breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs, But, in... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 стор.
...beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clueter'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 стор.
...Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, 4. Away ! away! for I will fly to thee, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already...the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by ah 1 her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 стор.
...beyond to-morrow Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain...night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Suve what from heaven is with... | |
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Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd... 
