 These delicates he heaped with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver : sumptuous they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — ' And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake !...  The Seer: Or, Common-places Refreshed - Сторінка 63автори: Leigh Hunt - 1864Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 794 стор.
...spiced dainties every one, From silken Samarcand, to cedar' d Lebanon. " Those delicates he heap'd with glowing hand, On golden dishes, and in baskets...light. ' And now, my love ! my Seraph fair ! awake ! Ope thy sweet eyes ! for dear St. Agnes ' sake !' " It is difficult to break off in such a course... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 стор.
...spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to ccdar'd Lebanon. XXXI. These délicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets...fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Opon thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall druu.se beside thee, so my soul doth ache."... | |
 | 1848 - 876 стор.
...Samarcand to cedared Lebanon. These dellcares he heaped with glowing hand On gulden dixhen, and fn baskets bright Of wreathed silver. Sumptuous they...night. Filling the chilly room with perfume light.' How much of united delicacy and richness is here! There is no overloading, no gaudy ornament — all... | |
 | 1852 - 782 стор.
...every one, From silken Samarcand, to cedar'd Lebanot. " Those délicates he he.ip'd with glowing haid. es not seem merely to describe ihe suliry desert, but brings it home to the senses. ihe retired quiet of the night, C\\\Yn?,\.V« ttóUy room with perfume light. toe description of the... | |
 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 288 стор.
...cinnamon," • make us read the line delicately, and at the tip-end, as it were, of one's tongue. XXXI. These delicates he heaped with glowing hand On golden...my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thy eremite : Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1853 - 548 стор.
...spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. XXXI. These délicates ho hcap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets...with perfume light — " And now, my love, my seraph fuir, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and 1 tliino eremite : Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake,... | |
 | John Keats - 1856 - 70 стор.
...and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These délicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets...light. — " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake i Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse... | |
 | John Keats - 1856 - 326 стор.
...silken Sanmrcand to cedar'd Lebanon. XXXI. Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — " And uow, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine eyes, for meulc St. Agnes' sake, Or 1 shall drowse beside thec, so my soul doth ache." XXX.ll. Thus whispering,... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1856 - 794 стор.
...epiced dainties everj on«, From silken Samarcand, to cedar'd " Those delicates he heap'd with glowing On golden dishes, and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver; sumptuous they BUUUI In the retired quiet of the night. Filling the chilly room with perfume light. 1 And now, my... | |
 | John Keats - 1863 - 370 стор.
...and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon^ These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets...light. — "And now, my love, my seraph fair awake 1 Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse... | |
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