 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...among I woo to hear thy even-song : And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that hath been led astray 13 Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And ofi, as if her head she bow'd,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...among I woo to hear thy even-song : And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that hath been led astray l3 Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 стор.
...among I woo to hear thy even-song : And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that hath been led astray 13 Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And ofi, as if her head she bow'd,... | |
 | 1846 - 436 стор.
...among I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest...led astray Through the heaven's wide, pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground,... | |
 | Gem book - 1846 - 398 стор.
...And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring moon, Hiding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. • Oft on a plat of rising ground,... | |
 | Eliphalet L. Rice - 1846 - 432 стор.
...among I woo, to hear thy even-song: And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon Like one that had been lead astray Through the heaven's wild pathless way ; And oft as if her head head she bow'd, Sloojring... | |
 | 1846 - 590 стор.
...ev'ning song; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Thro' the heav'ns' wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy... | |
 | John Milton - 1847 - 604 стор.
...among, I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk, unseen, On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest...led astray, Through the Heaven's wide pathless way And, oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 стор.
...er'ning song : And missing thcc, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wand'ring moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heav'ns' wide pathless way; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloul. Oft... | |
 | Migratory birds - 1847 - 74 стор.
...among, I woo to hear thy evening song ; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that has been led astray Through the heavens' wide pathless way ; And oft as if her head she bow'd, Stooping... | |
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And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through... 
