 SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and...  The Western Monthly Review - Сторінка 554редактори - 1830Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Andrew James Symington - 1880 - 290 стор.
...day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Eiding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray, And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea !... | |
 | Andrew James Symington - 1880 - 328 стор.
...day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Hiding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray, And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea !... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - 1881 - 348 стор.
...lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding...Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea. "V... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 стор.
...lattice ; thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day ! Gratefully flows thy freshness round my lieve. Ah ! sweetly they slumber, nor hope, love,...— Peace, peace is the watchword, the only one he creste, and scattering high their spray, And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorch'd... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1881 - 44 стор.
...lattice, thon That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow ; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, 5 Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray. And swelling the white sail. I -welcome... | |
 | James Baldwin - 1882 - 632 стор.
...lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow: Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding...Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray And swelling the white sail. I weleome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea! *******... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1882 - 984 стор.
...lattice, thou That coolest the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow : Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all (lay the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray And swelling... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1883 - 368 стор.
...lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow ; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding...Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray, And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea !... | |
 | 1883 - 440 стор.
...lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow : Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding...blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and seattering high their spray And swelling the white saiL I weleome thee Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1883 - 424 стор.
...twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow: Thou hast been out upon tlie deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till...Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee Nor I alone — a thousand boaoms round Inhale thee... | |
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