 To the last point of vision, and beyond, Mount, daring warbler ! — that love-prompted strain, 'Twixt thee and thine' a never-failing bond, Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain ; Yet mightst thou seem, proud privilege ! to sing All independent...  The Months: Illustrated by Pen and Pencil - Página 51por Samuel Manning - 1880 - 216 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 páginas
...the dewy ground ? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still ! To the last point of vision, and beyond,...independent of the leafy spring. Leave to the Nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine ; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 626 páginas
...the dewy ground ? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will ; Those quivering wings composed, that music still ! To the last point of vision, and beyond,...independent of the leafy spring. Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine ; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 608 páginas
...the dewy ground ? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will ; Those quivering wings composed, that music still ! To the last point of vision, and beyond,...independent of the leafy spring. Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine ; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood... | |
 | 1829 - 418 páginas
...dewy ground — Thy nest — which thou canst drop into at will ; Those quivering wings composed, that music still ! To the last point of vision, and beyond,...that love-prompted strain ('Twixt thee and thine a never failing bond) Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain; Yet might'st thou seem, proud privilege... | |
 | 1828 - 598 páginas
...the dewy ground ? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will ; Those quivering wings composed, that music still ! To the last point of vision, and beyond, Mount, daring warbler ! that love- prompted strain ('Twixt thee and thine a never-failing bond) Thrills not the less the bosom of... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 608 páginas
...the dewy ground ? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will ; Those quivering wings composed, that music still ! To the last point of vision, and beyond, Mount, daring warbler ! that love- prompted strain (Tvvixt thee and thine a never-failing bond) Thrills not the less the hosom of... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1832 - 402 páginas
...the dewy ground? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still! To the last point of vision, and beyond,...bond) Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain: Yet niight'st thou seem, proud privilege! to sing All independent of the leafy spring. Leave to the Nightingale... | |
 | 1834 - 440 páginas
...heart and eye CTwixt thee and thine a never-failing bond) Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain ! To the last point of vision, and beyond, Mount, daring warbler ! that love-prompted strain All independent of the ieafy spring. Yet might'st thou seem, proud privilege! to sing Leave to the... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 470 páginas
...the dewy ground ? Thy neat which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still ! To the last point of vision, and beyond,...independent of the leafy spring. Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine ; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - 380 páginas
...dewy ground ? — Thy nest, which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still. To the last point of vision, and beyond,...love-prompted strain ('Twixt thee and thine a never-failing spring) Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain ! Yet might'st thou seem, proud privilege, to sing,... | |
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