 I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral...  Selections from the British Poets - 第 152 頁1840完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | 1820 - 606 頁
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor «bat soft incense hangs upon the Änghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-iosc, full of... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 頁
...cannot see what (lowers are at my feet, * Nor what soft ineeuse hangs upon the boughs« But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine i Fast fading violets cover'd up in. leaves; I . And mid-May's eldest child, ; The coming meek-rose,... | |
 | 1820 - 596 頁
...flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, Hut, in embalmed darkness, gueee each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets coyer'd up in leaves And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of... | |
 | 1823 - 400 頁
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 頁
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft Incense hangs upon the boughs ; But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | 1826 - 638 頁
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 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 頁
...flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, puess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of... | |
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