 And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green. To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon. Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a...  Robert Burns: As a Poet, and as a Man - Стр. 20авторы: Samuel Tyler - 1848 - Страниц: 209Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | John Aikin - 1843 - Страниц: 826
...among, I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smoolh-shaven green, e had been led astray Through the Heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - Страниц: 830
...among, I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, t F e9 @ had been led astray Through the Heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - Страниц: 364
...among, I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - Страниц: 692
...wand'ring moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the hcav'ns' u @ K@ " W R V J t - =ef 5x 2 Ȇ DT LQï6{ g ;چ һ ƍjW ) s Oft on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some widc-water'd shore, Swinging... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - Страниц: 110
...among, I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering Moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the Heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - Страниц: 278
...green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that hath been led astray ls Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft,...her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Ofi, on a plot of rising ground. I hear the far-off curfew sound, Oner some wide-water'd shore, Swinging... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - Страниц: 490
...among I woo, to hear thy even song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - Страниц: 280
...among I woo to hear thy even-song : And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that hath been led astray 13 Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And ofi, as if her head she bow'd,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - Страниц: 372
...among I woo to hear thy even-song ; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that hath been led astray n Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - Страниц: 292
...among I woo to hear thy even-song : And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that hath been led astray 13 Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd,... | |
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