 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完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | English lyrics - 1883 - 340 頁
...golden pleasures grow. With sweet May dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; Me caught me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden...out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty. _, CXXXII. SONG. MY silks and tine array, My smiles and languished air, By love arc driven away ; And... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 498 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...hear me sing, Then laughing sports and plays with Then stretches out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty. me, [From Songs of Tnnocc1tce.'] INTRODUCTION.... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 326 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 shut me in his golden cage. MINOR POETS. He loves to sit and hear me sing, Then laughing sports and plays with me, Then stretches... | |
 | 1885 - 668 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. SONG. MY silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air, By love are driven away; And mournful... | |
 | Essays - 1885 - 250 頁
...fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phrebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And...out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty. [Prizes were offered for the best translation into Latin Elegiacs of the above. Competitors to be under... | |
 | 1885 - 226 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. [Prizes were offered for the best translation into Latin Elegiacs of the above. Competitors to be under... | |
 | 1885 - 224 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. [Prizes were offered for the best translation into Latin Elegiacs of the above. Competitors to be under... | |
 | William Blake - 1885 - 330 頁
...fair, Where all h1s golden pleasures grow. " With sweet May-dews my wings are 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." Talk of inspiration ! — if the boy who produced that was not inspired, then who in any age ever was... | |
 | Thomas Young Crowell - 1885 - 702 頁
...May-dews my wings weio wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage; He caught me in his silken net, And sbut me in his golden cage. He loves to sit and hear me sing, Then laughing sports and plays witb me, Then stretches out my golden wing, And mocks rny loss of liberty. SONG. MY silks and fine... | |
 | William Blake, Richard Herne Shepherd - 1887 - 182 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...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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