The Romance of Nature, Or, The Flower-seasons IllustratedCharles Tilt, 1836 - Всего страниц: 253 |
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... Kisses and sighs on their perfumed lips— And worlds of thought and fancy in their leaves Touched by the rainbow's dyes ? Have ye ne'er prized Some token flower ? an early rose - a bunch Of young Spring's first and sweetest violets ...
... Kisses and sighs on their perfumed lips— And worlds of thought and fancy in their leaves Touched by the rainbow's dyes ? Have ye ne'er prized Some token flower ? an early rose - a bunch Of young Spring's first and sweetest violets ...
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... kiss is the woodbine ( more sweet than those ) , Her eye in the half - shut violet beams , When a bright dew - drop on its lustre gleams : We are wreathed in her hair By the hands loved best , Or clustered with care On her gentle breast ...
... kiss is the woodbine ( more sweet than those ) , Her eye in the half - shut violet beams , When a bright dew - drop on its lustre gleams : We are wreathed in her hair By the hands loved best , Or clustered with care On her gentle breast ...
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... kiss of dew from her goblet's lip : Oh ! come in the glow Of the long summer's day , When the cool waves flow , And the zephyrs play ; Oh ! dwell not in cities mid cark and care , But come to the river's rim , come to us there . SPRING ...
... kiss of dew from her goblet's lip : Oh ! come in the glow Of the long summer's day , When the cool waves flow , And the zephyrs play ; Oh ! dwell not in cities mid cark and care , But come to the river's rim , come to us there . SPRING ...
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... kiss craves , sweet Dora in vain May frown a refusal . Come , now to the train — For the flaunting May - pole and the dance ! * " When gorse is out of blossom , kissing is out of fashion " -gorse being in bloom all the year . LOVERS AND ...
... kiss craves , sweet Dora in vain May frown a refusal . Come , now to the train — For the flaunting May - pole and the dance ! * " When gorse is out of blossom , kissing is out of fashion " -gorse being in bloom all the year . LOVERS AND ...
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... kissed it , and then fled , as thou mightest in dream . There grew pied wind - flowers and violets , Daisies , those pearled Arcturi of the earth , The constellated flower that never sets ; Faint oxlips ; tender bluebells , at whose ...
... kissed it , and then fled , as thou mightest in dream . There grew pied wind - flowers and violets , Daisies , those pearled Arcturi of the earth , The constellated flower that never sets ; Faint oxlips ; tender bluebells , at whose ...
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Стр. 28 - At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quenched in the chaste beams of the watery moon ; And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Стр. 23 - And some have wept, and woo'd, and plighted troth, And chose their priest, ere we can cast off sloth: Many a green-gown has been given; Many a kiss, both odd and even: Many a glance too has been sent From out the eye, love's firmament; Many a jest told of the keys betraying This night, and locks pick'd, yet we're not aMaying.
Стр. 44 - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Стр. 138 - The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd.
Стр. 154 - Her clothes spread wide, And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up; Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes, As one incapable of her own distress, Or like a creature native and indu'd Unto that element; but long it could not be Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay To muddy death.
Стр. 52 - Arcturi of the earth, The constellated flower that never sets ; Faint oxlips ; tender blue-bells, at whose birth The sod scarce heaved ; and that tall flower that wets Its mother's face with heaven-collected tears, When the low wind, its playmate's voice, it hears.
Стр. 145 - T do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee. Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak, had power to move thee; But I can let thee now alone, As worthy to be loved by none.
Стр. 136 - That fairer seemes the lesse ye see her may. Lo ! see soone after how more bold and free Her bared bosome she doth broad display ; Lo ! see soone after how she fades and falls away.
Стр. 60 - Nay! not so much as out of bed; When all the birds have matins said, And sung their thankful hymns; 'tis sin, Nay, profanation to keep in, When as a thousand virgins on this day Spring, sooner than the lark, to fetch in May.
Стр. 74 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.