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" But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs... "
The Edinburgh magazine, and literary miscellany, a new series of The Scots ... - Сторінка 315
1820
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Nightingale Valley: A Collection, Including a Great Number of the Choicest ...

William Allingham - 1860 - 288 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. T. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed...
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A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable mouth endows la The grass, the...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English ...

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 346 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light Save what from heaven is...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed...
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A Compendious History of English Literature and of the English ..., Том 2

George Lillie Craik - 1861
...is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the hreezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my...
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A manual of English literature and of the history of the English language ...

George Lillie Craik - 1862 - 536 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light Save what from heaven is...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughg, But in embalmed...
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A Manual of English Literature, and of the History of the English Language ...

George Lillie Craik - 1863 - 536 стор.
...is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light Save what from heaven is...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed...
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Beauties of Modern British Poetry: Systematically Arranged ...

David Grant - 1865 - 416 стор.
...is the night, And haply the queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown, Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangj upon the boughs, White hawthorn,...
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Under Green Leaves

Richard Henry Studdard - 1865
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed...
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Memorials of ... Francis Oliver Finch [by E. Finch] with selections from his ...

E. Finch - 1865
...nightingale, realizing to the full the truth and beauty of those lines, which Francis used so to dote upon " I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the bough, But in embalmed darkness guess each sweet." ****** " Musing, I listen." And as he listened there...
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Spring-time with the poets, poetry selected and arranged by F. Martin

Frances Martin - 1866
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed...
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