 O'er the broad plantain's humbler shade And dusk anana's prickly blade ; While o'er the brake, so wild and fair, The betel waves his crest in air. With pendant train and rushing wings, Aloft the gorgeous peacock springs ; And he, the bird of hundred dyes,...  The Oriental Herald - Стр. 3881828Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - Страниц: 626
...waves his crest in air. With pendent train and rushing wings, Aloft the gorgeous peacock springs ; And he, the bird of hundred dyes, Whose plumes the...palmy shade, Her hazel and her hawthorn glade, And breath' da pray'r, (how oft in vain !) To gaze upon her oaks again ? ' A truce to thought ! the jackall's... | |
 | 1828 - Страниц: 598
...waves his crest in air. With pendent train and rushing wings, Aloft the gorgeous peacock springs ; And he, the bird of hundred dyes, Whose plumes the...bow'r has stood, But thought on England's " good green And bless'd, beneath the palmy shade, Her hazel and her hawthorn glade, And breath'da pray'r, (how... | |
 | 1828 - Страниц: 580
...betel wares bis crest in air. With pendent train and rushing wings, Aloft the gorgeous peacock springs; And he, the bird of hundred dyes, Whose plumes the...Our English fairies never trod; Yet who in Indian bower has stood, But thought on England's " good green wood ?" And blest beneath the palmy shade, Her... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - Страниц: 340
...waves his crest in air. With pendent train and rushing wings, Aloft the gorgeous peacock springs ; And he, the bird of hundred dyes, Whose plumes the...Our English fairies never trod ; Yet who in Indian bower has stood, But thought on England's " good green wood ?" And blessed beneath the palmy shade,... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1828 - Страниц: 618
...waves his crest in air. With pendant train and rushing wings, Aloft the gorgeous peacock springs ; And he, the bird of hundred dyes*, Whose plumes the...shade, so green a sod, Our English fairies never trod ! * The mucharunga. VOL. XXIX. NS EE " Yet, who in Indian bower has stood, But thought on England's... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - Страниц: 608
...waves his crest in air. With pendent train and rushing wings, Aloft the gorgeous peacock springs ; And he, the bird of hundred dyes, Whose plumes the...shade, so green a sod, Our English fairies never trod ; Vet who in Indian bow'r has stood, But thought on England's " good green wood ':" And bless'd, beneath... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - Страниц: 532
...waves his crest in air. With pendant train and rushing wings, Aloft the gorgeous peacock springs ; And he, the bird of hundred dyes, Whose plumes the...shade, so green a sod, Our English fairies never trod ! Vet who in Indian bow'r has stood, But thought on England's " good green wood ?" And blcBs'd, beneath... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1829 - Страниц: 546
...betel waves his crest in air. With pendant train and rushing wings, Aloft the gorgeous peacock springs; And he, the bird of hundred dyes, Whose plumes the...palmy shade, Her hazel and her hawthorn glade, And breathed a pray'r, (how oft in vain!) To gaze upon her oaks again? A trace to thought! the jackall's... | |
 | 1829 - Страниц: 466
...waves bis crest in air. With pendent train and rushing wings, Aloft the georgeous peacock springs; And he, the bird of hundred dyes, Whose plumes the...stood, But thought on England's ' good green wood? And blessed, beneath the palmy shade, Her hazel and her hawthorn glade, And breathed a prayer (bow oft... | |
 | Reginald Heber (évêque de Calcutta.) - 1829 - Страниц: 580
...waves his crest in air. With pendant train and rushing wings, Aloft the gorgeous peacock springs ; And he, the bird of hundred dyes, Whose plumes the...prize. So rich a shade, so green a sod, Our English fames never trod ! Yet who in Indian bow'rs has stood, But thought on England's " good green wood V... | |
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