 | Charles Lamb - 1836 - 362 стор.
...talk of fountains, and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes : — What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
 | 1836 - 436 стор.
...where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. What wond'rous life in this I lead I Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters...wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands ihermelves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with flow'is, I fall on grass. Mean while... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1838 - 486 стор.
...talk of fountains and sun dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes. " What wondrous life is (his I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crash their wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1840 - 304 стор.
...talk of fountains, and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes : — What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 стор.
...beauties her exceed ! Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. ow thus low have bent myself To gain a hearing from a cruel father. Wrong'd Insnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1844 - 584 стор.
...the plants will grow ; Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. " What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head ; The...themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. "Meanwhile, the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1845 - 396 стор.
...talk of fountains and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes : — What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. •...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1845 - 398 стор.
...sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes : — What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe applea drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
 | William Cartwright Newsam - 1845 - 264 стор.
...Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. What wond'rous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head ; The...Upon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, and envious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insuared with flowers,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 стор.
...beauties her exceed ! Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. he wolds of и profound modern scholar, ' It is astonishin;; how little obsoleto Insnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure leu Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
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What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with... 
