 | 1854 - 400 стор.
...of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,...beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated case. O for a draught of vintage ! that hath been Cooled a long age in the deep-delved... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 стор.
...of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,...beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. O, for a draught of vintage ! that hath been Cooled a long age in the deep-delved... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 стор.
...of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute passed, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,...But being too happy in thine happiness, That thou, light-wing'd Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 стор.
...not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, That thou, light-wing'd Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. 0 for a draught of vintage ! that hath been Cool'da long age in the deep-delved... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 стор.
...though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-ward sunk : "Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, Than thon, light-winge'l Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green,... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 478 стор.
...Lethe-ward sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, Than thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious...beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. Oh for a draught of vintage, Cooled a long age in tho deep-delved earth, Tasting... | |
 | John Keats - 1855 - 416 стор.
...of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 стор.
...though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past and Lethe-ward had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green,... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 стор.
...though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-ward sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, Than thou, light- winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green,... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 стор.
...of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-wing'd Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green,... | |
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MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness,... 
