 | Francis Noel Clarke Mundy - 1776 - Страниц: 112
...have feen a thoufand fprings unfold Their ravell'd buds, and dip their flowers in gold ; Ten thoufand times yon moon relight her horn, And that bright eye of evening gild the morn. M Say ( 46 ) Say, when of old the fnow - hair'd druids pray'd With mad-cy'd rapture in your hallow'd... | |
 | 1802 - Страниц: 520
...age, the patriarch of the wood ! Thou, who hast seen a thousand springs unfold Their ravel'd buds, and dip their flowers in gold; Ten thousand times yon moon re-light her horn, And that bright star of evening gild the morn ! Erst, when the Druid bards, with silver hair, Pour'd round thy trunk... | |
 | 1802 - Страниц: 524
...after age, the patriarch of the wood! Thou, who hast seen a thousand springs unfold Their ravel'd buds, and dip their flowers in gold; Ten thousand times yon moon re-light her horn, And.that bright star of evening gild the morn! Erst, when the Druid bards, with silver hair, Pour'd... | |
 | John Britton, Edward Wedlake Brayley, Joseph Nightingale, James Norris Brewer, John Evans, John Hodgson, Francis Charles Laird, Frederic Shoberl, John Bigland, Thomas Rees - 1813 - Страниц: 936
...moon relight her horn. And that bright eye of evening gild (lie morn. • • • • 9 Y c>, itmelv Oak, thy leaf-wrapp'd head sublime Ere long must perish...thunders harmless break, And thy firm roots in vain (he whirlwinds shake. Yet must yon fall. — Thy withering glories lunk. Arm after arm lhall leave... | |
 | 1815 - Страниц: 456
...age, the patriarch of the wood ! Thou, who hast seen a thousand springs unfold Their ravel'd buds, and dip their flowers in gold; Ten thousand times yon moon re-light her horn, And that bright star of evening gild the morn! Erst, when the Druid bards, with silver hair, Pour'd round thy trunk... | |
 | 1820 - Страниц: 496
...age, the patriarch ofthe wood ; Thou, who hast seen a thousand ipvings nnfold Their ravel'd buds,and dip their flowers in gold : Ten thousand times yon moon relight her horn, Aud that bright star of evening gild the morn ! Gigantic oak ! thy hoary head snhlime, Krewhile must... | |
 | Alexander Jamieson - 1821 - Страниц: 448
...after age, the patriarch of the wood; Thou, who hast seen a thousand springs unfold Their ravel'd buds, and dip their flowers in gold ,Ten thousand times yon moon re-light her horn, And that bright star of evening gild the morn ! Gigantic oak! thy hoary head sublime, Erewhile must perish in the wrecks... | |
 | James Lawson Drummond - 1826 - Страниц: 420
...age, the patriarch of the wood ; Thou who nast seen a thousand springs unfold Their ravelled buds, and dip their flowers in gold; Ten thousand times yon moon relight her horn, And that bright star of evening gild the morn ; Gigantic oak ! thy hoary head sublime Erewhile must perish in the wreck... | |
 | William Lincoln, Christopher Columbus Baldwin - 1826 - Страниц: 906
...age, the Patriarch of the wood ! — Thou, who hast seen a thousand springs unfold Their rave'd buds, and dip their flowers in gold ; Ten thousand times yon moon relight her horn, And that bright star of evening gild the morn ! — Erst, the old Druid-bards with silver hair Pour'd round thy trunk... | |
 | 1832 - Страниц: 168
...after age, the Patriarch of the wood ; Thou wbo hast seen a thousand springs unfold Their ravel'd buds, and dip their flowers in gold. Ten thousand times yon moon relight her horn. And that bright star of evening gild the morn ; — Gigantic oak ! thy hoary head sublime Krewhile must perish in the... | |
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Majestic tree, whose wrinkled form hast stood, Age after age, the patriarch of the wood ; Thou who hast seen a thousand springs unfold Their ravell'd buds, and dip their flowers in gold, Ten thousand times yon moon relight her horn, And that bright star... 
