 Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, 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, and wanton winds,...  Beauties of the British Poets ... - Сторінка 78автори: George Croly - 1850 - 395 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Charles Knight - 1850 - 648 стор.
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 | 1851 - 222 стор.
...and running waters, and consequently with those beautiful scenes which nature often presents — " In valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks," will ever render the aspen an agreeable object with those whose regard for... | |
 | 1852 - 874 стор.
...wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing sed : But that two-handed engine at the door I30 e re enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal... | |
 | John Milton - 1852 - 424 стор.
...the grim wolf, with privy paw, Daily devours apace, and nothing said : But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to, smite once, and smite no...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... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 стор.
...said : But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." Eeturn, Alpheus ; the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy...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... | |
 | Henry Allon - 1852 - 620 стор.
...Lycidas. ' Return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowrets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild...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... | |
 | 1853 - 560 стор.
..." But that two-handed engine at the door " Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." Keturn, Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | John Milton, George Gilfillan - 1853 - 376 стор.
...that two-handed engine4 at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." Return, Alpheus,6 the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams ;...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star1 sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enau1ell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck... | |
 | John Milton - 1853 - 372 стор.
...that two-handed engine* at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more." Return, Alpheus,6 the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams ;...hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use 1 ' The pilot : ' Peter.—2 ' Scrannel : ' screeching.—3 ' Sed : ' old spelling for said. — 4... | |
 | John Milton - 1853 - 344 стор.
...wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said ; But that two-handed engine at the door isc Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more. Return,...the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flow'rets of a thousand hues. 135 Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton... | |
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