 | Robert Plumer Ward - 1841 - 732 стор.
...and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowrets of a thousand hues. Ye vallies low, where the wild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing...star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal... | |
 | John Aikin - 1841 - 840 стор.
...cost Their bells, and flowerets of о thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers u.«o ihe fiend thus answer'd, frowning stem. "Not that I less endure or shr swart-star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'il eye», That on the green turf suck... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 364 стор.
...Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the honey 'd showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 830 стор.
...Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hues. soul of whim! Gallant and gay, in Cliveden's proud swart-star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 стор.
...Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hues. yblent inclined all to sleep. Full in the passage...above, A sable, silent, solemn forest stood ; Where swart-star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | William Harrison Ainsworth - 1844 - 604 стор.
...vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hnes. Ye valleys low, where Лe mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | William Harrison Ainsworth - 1844 - 590 стор.
...the beautiful fictions of Paganism and Theocritus to come back: — On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf ruck the honeyed showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 стор.
...nothing said: " But that two-handed engine at the door " Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks : Throw hither all your quaint enamelFd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 510 стор.
...Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and How 'rots of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades...wanton winds and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | John Wilson - 1845 - 248 стор.
...Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues, Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
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And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy... 
