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" He led me through his gardens fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May dews my wings were wet. And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage; He caught me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden cage. He loves to sit and hear me sing, Then, laughing,... "
Macmillan's Magazine - 第 23 頁
1865
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Nollekens and His Times: Comprehending a Life of that Celebrated Sculptor ...

John Thomas Smith - 1828 - 488 頁
...fair. Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And...out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty." But it happened, unfortunately, soon after this period, that in consequence of his unbendingdeportment,...
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Life of William Blake, "pictor Ignotus", with Selections from His ..., 第 1 卷

Alexander Gilchrist - 1863
...the summer's pride, Till I the prince of Love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide ! He shew'd mo lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow...out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty. This may surely be reckoned equal precocity to that so much lauded of Pope and Cowley. It is not promise,...
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Life of William Blake, "Pictor Ignotus".: With Selections from His ..., 第 2 卷

Alexander Gilchrist, Anne Burrows Gilchrist, William Blake - 1863 - 389 頁
...fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May dews my wings were wet, And Phcebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And...out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty. SUNG. MEMORY, hither come, And tuno your merry notes ; And, while upon the wind Your music floats,...
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Poetical Sketches by William Blake: Now First Reprinted from the Original ...

William Blake - 1868 - 96 頁
...fair Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And...stretches out my golden wing And mocks my loss of liberty. SONG. MY silks and fine array, My smiles and languish'd air By love are driven away ; And mournful...
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The Monthly Religious Magazine, 第 42 卷

1869
...fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And...sing, Then laughing, sports and plays with me ; Then stretching out his golden wing And mocks my loss of liberty. This boy came home one evening from an...
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The Religious Magazine and Monthly Review, 第 42 卷

1869
...fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And...sing, Then laughing, sports and plays with me ; Then stretching out his golden wing And mocks my loss of liberty. This boy came home one evening from an...
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Hours at Home, 第 11 卷

1870
...pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet. And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage ; He canght me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden cage....out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty." Another song composed a year later we cannot forbear to quote, so striking is the contrast which its...
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Old and New, 第 7 卷

Edward Everett Hale - 1873
...May-dews my wings were wet, And Phabus hid my vocal rage : He caught me in his silken net, And shut ma in his golden cage. He loves to sit and hear me sing,...out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty." At the age of fourteen it becomes necessary for the lad to do something for his own support ; and his...
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Old and New

Edward Everett Hale - 1873
...gardens fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my winga were wet, And Phoebus hid my vocal rage : He caught me in his silken net, And shut mo in his golden cage. He loves to sit and hear me sing, Then, laughing, sports and plays with me ;...
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The poems of William Blake [ed. by R.H. Shepherd].

William Blake - 1874
...fair Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And...Then stretches out my golden wing And mocks my loss ofliberty. SONG. MY silks and fine array, My smiles and languish'd air By love are driven away ; And...
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