 And hark ! the wind-god, as he flies, Moans hollow in the forest trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower ! that requiem wild is mine, It warns me to the lonely shrine, The cold turf altar of the dead ; My grave shall...  The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and Literature for ...1804Просмотр фрагмента - Подробнее о книге
 | 1809 - Страниц: 572
...gusty breeze. Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower! llmt requiem wild is mine, It warns me to the lowly shrine, The cold turf altar of the dead. My grave...lone spot, Where, as I lie, by all forgot, A dying fragrant thou wilt o'er my ashes shed. MORTUARY. Died, on the 10th of January last, on his passage... | |
 | 1804 - Страниц: 994
...trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze Mysterious music dies. Sweet flow'r that requiem wild ¡я mm, It warns me to the lonely shrine, The cold turf altar of the dead ; My grave shall be in von lone spot, W here as I lie by nil forgot, A dying fragrance thou wilt o'er my «w shed." This is... | |
 | Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - 1806 - Страниц: 796
...hollow in the forest trees, And sailing on the ¡rusty bree/e Mysterious musick dies. Sweet flow'r, that requiem wild is mine, It warns me to the lonely...the dead ; My grave shall be in yon lone spot, Where .is I lie by all forjrot, A living fragrance thou wilt o'er my ashci bhcd. hung. THE BOSTON REVIEW.... | |
 | Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - 1806 - Страниц: 788
...musick dies. •S wt • t flovy'r, that requiem wild is mint, It w:irns me to the lonely shrine, T!ie cold turf altar of the dead ; My grave shall be in yon lone spot, Where as I lie by all"forgx)t, A dying- fragrance thou wilt o'er BiJ ashen slicd. THE BOSTON REVIEW. AUGUST, 1806. Librum... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - 1807 - Страниц: 344
...wind-god as he flies, Moans hollow in the Forest-trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower, that requiem wild is mine, It...Where as I lie, by all forgot, A dying fragrance thou wilt o'er my ashes shed. 3. TO THE MORNING. Written during Illness. BEAMS of the day-break faint !... | |
 | Henry Kirke White, Robert Southey - 1808 - Страниц: 380
...wind-god as he flies, Moans hollow in the Forest-trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower, that requiem wild is mine, It...Where as I lie by all forgot, A dying fragrance thou wilt o'er my ashes shed. TO THE MORNING: Written during Illness. BEAMS of the day-break faint! I hail... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - 1808 - Страниц: 698
...wind-god as he flies, Means hollow in the Forest-trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower, that requiem wild is mine, It...Where as I lie by all forgot, A dying fragrance thou wilt o'er my ashes shed. TO THE MORNINGi Written during Illness. • • .1 BEAMS of the day-break... | |
 | 1808 - Страниц: 596
...wind-god as he flies, Moans hollow in the Forest trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower, that requiem wild is mine, It...Where as I lie, by all forgot, A dying fragrance thou wilt o'er my ashes shed." 'Vol. I. p. 19 There is a tenderness of thought and expression in the last... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - Страниц: 324
...wind-god as he flies, Moans hollow in the forest trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower! that requiem wild is. mine, It...be in yon lone spot, Where as I lie, by all forgot, STANZAS. MOORE, A beam of tranquility smil'd in the West, The storms of the morning pursued us no more... | |
 | 1812 - Страниц: 620
...wind-god as he flics, Moans hollow in the forest-trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower, that requiem wild is mine, It...Where as I lie, by all forgot, A dying fragrance thou \vilt o'er my ashes shed." Vol. I, p. 19 There is a tenderness of thought and expression in the last... | |
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