 | 1875 - 176 頁
...With the pale corse In the lonely tomb, And throw across the desert gloom A sweet, decaying smell ; Come, press my lips and lie with me Beneath the lowly...peaceful and so deep. And hark ! the wind-god as he file*, lloana hollow In the forest trees, And sailing on the gusty bree», Mysterious music dies. Sweet... | |
 | Floral poesy - 1875 - 360 頁
...dwell With the pale corse in lonely tomb, And throw across the deepest gloom A sweet decaying smell. Come, press my lips, and lie with me, Beneath the...solitude, So peaceful and so deep. And hark ! the wind god as he flies, Moans hollow in the forest trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 392 頁
...desert gloom A sweet decaying smell. Come, press my lips, and lie with me Beneath the lowly alder-tree, And we will sleep a pleasant sleep, And not a care...hark ! the wind-god, as he flies, Moans hollow in the forest trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower! that requiem wild... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 588 頁
...desert gloom A sweet decaying smell. Come, press my lips, and lie with me Beneath the lowly alder-tree, And we will sleep a pleasant sleep, And not a care...peaceful and so deep. And hark ! the wind-god, as he tlies, Moans hollow in the forest trees, And, sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious music dies. Sweet... | |
 | 1875 - 520 頁
...across the desert gloom A sweet decaying smell. Come, press my lips and lie with me Beneath the lonely Alder tree ; And we will sleep a pleasant sleep. And...break the marble solitude, So peaceful and so deep." Boeemary has been a favourite subject with many English poeta, particularly Herriok and Shenstone.... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 584 頁
...desert gloom A sweet decaying smell. Come, press my lips, and lie with me Beneath the lowly alder-tree, And we will sleep a pleasant sleep, And not a care shall dare intrnde To break the marble solitnde, So peaceful and so deep. And hark ! the wind-god, as he flies,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 562 頁
...desert gloom A sweet decaying smell. Come, press my lips, and lie with me Beneath the lowly alder-tree, And we will sleep a pleasant sleep, And not a care...hark ! the wind-god, as he flies, Moans hollow in the forest trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower ! that requiem wild... | |
 | 1880 - 68 頁
...decaying smell. * The rosemary buds in January. It is the flower commonly put in the coffins of the dead. Come, press my lips, and lie with me Beneath the lowly...hark ! the wind-god, as he flies, Moans hollow in the forest trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower ! that requiem wild... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 頁
...desert gloom A sweet decaying smell. Come, press my lips, and lie with me Beneath the lowly alder-tree ; And we will sleep a pleasant sleep, And not a care...hark ! the wind-god, as he flies, Moans hollow in the forest trees, And sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious music dies. Sweet flower ! that requiem wild... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1880 - 582 頁
...gloom A sweet decaying smell. Come, press my lips, and lie with me Beneath the lowly alder-tree, Aud we will sleep a pleasant sleep, And not a care shall...peaceful and so deep. And hark! the wind-god, as he flics, Moans hollow in the forest trees, And, sailing on the gusty breeze, Mysterious music dies. Sweet... | |
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I'll weave a melancholy song, And sweet the strain shall be, and long The melody of death. Come funeral flower ! who lov'st to dwell With the pale corse in lonely tomb, And throw across the desert gloom A sweet, decaying smell — Come, press my lips... 
