 Telling of countless sunny hours, Long days, and solid banks of flowers, Of gulfs of sweetness without bound In Indian wildernesses found, Of Syrian peace, immortal leisure. Firmest cheer, and bird-like pleasure. Aught unsavoury or unclean Hath my insect...  The Poets and Poetry of America - Strona 238autor: Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - Liczba stron: 476Pełny widok - Informacje o książce
 | William James Linton - 1878 - Liczba stron: 470
...dost displace With thy mellow breezy bass, Hot Midsummer's petted crone! Sweet to me thy drowsy tone, Telling of countless sunny hours, Long days, and solid...Syrian peace, immortal leisure, Firmest cheer, and bind-like pleasure. Aught unsavoury or uncle3n Hath my insect never seen; But violets, and bilberny... | |
 | Charles Wesley Leffingwell (D.D.) - 1879 - Liczba stron: 436
...displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours, Long days, and solid banks...leisure, Firmest cheer, and bird-like pleasure. Aught unsavory or unclean Hath my insect never seen ; But violets and bilberry bells, Maple sap and daffodels,... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1879 - Liczba stron: 874
...displace With thy mellow breezy bass. Hot Midsummer's petted crone. Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours, Long days, and solid banks...leisure. Firmest cheer, and bird-like pleasure. Aught unsavory or unclean Hath my insect never seen ; But violets, and bilberry bells, Maple sap, and daffodels,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - Liczba stron: 1106
...displace With thy mellow breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, The...soul partakes the season's youth, And the sulphurous unsavory or unclean Hath my insect never seen ; But violets, and bilberry bells, Maple sap, and daffodels,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - Liczba stron: 1124
...displace With thy mellow breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells ucceed ; And still are disappointed. Rings the world...vain stir. I sum up half mankind, And add two-thirds unsavory or unclean Hath my insect never seen ; But violets, and bilberry bells, Maple sap, aud daffodels,... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - Liczba stron: 1138
...displace With thy mellow breezy bass. Hot Midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells e the devil! The swats sac ream'd in Tammie's noddle, Fair play, he gulf's of sweetness without bound In Indian wildernesses found; Of Syrian peace, immortal leisure,... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1882 - Liczba stron: 906
...displace With thy mellow breezy bass. Hot Midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours, Long days, and solid banks...leisure. Firmest cheer, and bird-like pleasure. Aught unsavory or unclean Hath my insect never seen ; But violets, and bilberry bells, Maple sap, and daffodels,... | |
 | Jehiel Keeler Hoyt, Anna Lydia Ward - 1882 - Liczba stron: 926
...BRYANT—Among the TVees. Line 63. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours, Long days, and solid banks...immortal leisure, Firmest cheer, and birdlike pleasure. 1. EMEBSON— To the Mumble-Bee. MONTHS-OCTOBER. AUGUST. In the parching August wind, Cornfields bow... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1883 - Liczba stron: 368
...displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours, Long days, and solid banks...insect never seen; But violets and bilberry bells, Maple-sap, and daffodels, Grass with green flag half-mast high, Succory to match the sky, Columbine... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1883 - Liczba stron: 344
...displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours, Long days, and solid banks...insect never seen; But violets and bilberry bells, Maple-sap, and daffodels, Grass with green flag half-mast high, Succory to match the sky, Columbine... | |
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