 Prison WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates — When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.  The British Critic: A New Review - Стр. 6181812Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | George Ellis - 1790 - Страниц: 346
...my divine Alttlea brings To whifper at my grates; When I lie tangled ih her hair, And fetter'd with her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no fuch liberty. When flowing cups run fwiftly round, With no allaying Thames, When thirfty grief in wine we fteep, When healths... | |
 | Charlotte Smith - 1796 - Страниц: 280
...ftruck her withathoufand indefcribable fenfations; When I He tangled in her hair, And fetter•d with her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no fuch liberty. Stone walls do not a prifon make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - Страниц: 454
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye, — The " birds,"* that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with... | |
 | 1802 - Страниц: 708
...confined for his loyalty. i about. í ling--, f And tvhifpers, Wht When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye, . The birds that wanton in the air Know no fuch liberty. When flowing cups run /iviftfy* round, With no allaying Thames^, Our carelefs heads with rofes crown'd, Our hearts... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - Страниц: 476
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye, — The birds,• that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no alla).ing Thames, Our careless heads with... | |
 | Lyre - 1806 - Страниц: 208
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye,— The birds, that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with... | |
 | 1821 - Страниц: 408
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The birds that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take... | |
 | 1821 - Страниц: 404
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The birds that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take... | |
 | Barry Cornwall - 1824 - Страниц: 132
...within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To hover at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye, — The birds that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. " Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take... | |
 | Thomas Frognall Dibdin - 1824 - Страниц: 982
...my gates ; And my divine ALTII FA brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye — The birds, that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. Campbell, vol. iiL p. 400. • « The title of this work (says Mr. Campbell, vol. iii.p.358)... | |
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