| Mary Jane Mackenzie - 1829 - 226 หน้า
...uninteresting to Constance, Constance, in her turn, was incomprehensible to the Twyfords. CHAPTER XXIII. " For him the spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Of Autumn tinges ev'ry fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn. .. Each passing... | |
| George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 หน้า
...marbles and the sculptur'd gold, Beyond the proud possessor's narrow claim, His tuneful breast enjoys. For him, the spring Distils her dews, and from the...fertile branch With blooming gold and blushes like the morn. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk,... | |
| Lindley Murray - 1830 - 256 หน้า
...marble* and the sculptur'd gold', Beyond the proud possessor's narrow claim', His tuneful breast enjoys\ For him', the spring Distils her dews', and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds* : for him', thenand Of autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold', and blushes like the morn\ Each... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 หน้า
...him the spring Distils her dews, mid from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds: for him the baud + morn. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk,... | |
| A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 496 หน้า
...marbles and the sculptur'd gold, Beyond the proud possessor's narrow claim, His tuneful breast enjoys. For him, the spring Distils her dews, and from the...fertile branch With blooming gold and blushes like the morn. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk)... | |
| Charles Bucke - 1832 - 334 หน้า
...and an ampler state, Endows at large whatever happy man Will deign to use them. His the city's pomp, For him the spring Distils her dews, and from the...fertile branch With blooming gold and blushes like the morn. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk,... | |
| Lindley Murray - 1832 - 260 หน้า
...possessors narrow claim, • -r His tuneful breast enjoys. For him, the spring' Distills her Hews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds ;...fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk,... | |
| Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 หน้า
...him, the hand Of Autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings; And...meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence, not a strain... | |
| Charles Bucke - 1832 - 328 หน้า
...for him the hand Of autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold and blushes like the morn. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And...meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence, not a strain... | |
| James Hedderwick - 1833 - 232 หน้า
...marble and the sculptured gold, Beyond the proud possessor's narrow claim, His tuneful breast enjoys! For him, the spring Distils her dews, and from the...fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn ! Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk,... | |
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