 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 páginas
...tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. v. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 páginas
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass,... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 páginas
...is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clueter'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mosey way». I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs,... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 páginas
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 5. 1 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,... | |
 | George Croly - 1849 - 428 páginas
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 | George Croly - 1849 - 416 páginas
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 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,... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 páginas
...Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Suve what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I caanot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 páginas
...tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I can not see what flowers are at nTy feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 páginas
...tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1852 - 680 páginas
...is the night, And haply the queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown, Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy wa3's. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, Hut,... | |
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But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs... 
