 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
 | John Milton - 1847 - 604 стор.
...the door, Stands ready to smite once, & smite no more." Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is pass'd, That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And...valleys low, where the mild whispers use. Of shades, & wanton winds, & gashing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1848 - 264 стор.
...encourage, in those lovely verses, the beautiful fictions of Paganism and Theocritus to come back : — " Return, Alpheus ; the dread voice is past That shrunk...swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1848 - 268 стор.
...lovely verses, the beautiful fictions of Paganism and Theocritus to come back : — " Return, Alphéus ; the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ;...swart-star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1849 - 290 стор.
...already familiar with it. It is the passage which contains that exquisite description of the flowers : " Return, Alpheus ; the dread voice is past That shrunk...the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flo w'rcts of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades and wanton winds... | |
 | John Milton - 1850 - 704 стор.
...what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing fed: But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no...swart-star sparely looks; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal... | |
 | 1855 - 494 стор.
...Lochinvar." " Return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowreis 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 oo the green turf su^k... | |
 | 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... | |
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