 | 1871 - 830 pagina’s
...realises, and sometimes exceeds, the " green night " of Marvell, and woods and groves where " Thoro is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways ; " but these are few and far between. The warm glow of sunset streams along hill and slope, illumining... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 pagina’s
...his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy. Though the dull brain perplexes and retards ; AliKniy hatli been the grave Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 pagina’s
...his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | John Keats - 1871 - 402 pagina’s
...his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, . • / And haply the Queen-Moon is on tier throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven... | |
 | 1871 - 846 pagina’s
...the " green night " of Marvell, and woods and groves where " There is no light, Save what from henveu is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways;" but these are few and far between. The warm glow of sunset streams along hill and slope, illumining... | |
 | 1872 - 900 pagina’s
...retards ; .AlreiJy with thee tender is the night, Anil haply the queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered our che ; Bat. in embalmed darkness guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket,... | |
 | Charles Hartley - 1872 - 372 pagina’s
...his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards ; Already, with thee, tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | Robert Bell - 1872 - 420 pagina’s
...his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1872 - 582 pagina’s
...his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull train perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | Society for promoting Christian knowledge - 1872 - 266 pagina’s
...wind, from woods of palm, And orange groves, and fields of balm, Blew o'er the Haytien seas. AMERICAN. I CANNOT see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangg upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows... | |
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Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around... 
