 | 1820 - 606 էջ
...flowers are at my feet, Nor «bat soft incense hangs upon the Änghs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The...up in leaves And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-iosc, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of aies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and,... | |
 | 1820 - 596 էջ
...flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, Hut, in embalmed darkness, gueee each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets coyer'd up in leaves And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy w,ine, The murmurous... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 էջ
...(lowers are at my feet, * Nor what soft ineeuse hangs upon the boughs« But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine i Fast fading violets cover'd up in. leaves; I . And mid-May's eldest child, ; The coming meek-rose,... | |
 | 1821 - 488 էջ
...With hawshorn, and the pastoral eglantine , Fast-fading vioiets covered up in leaves ; And raid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine. The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. time past inhabited a sickened and shaking body, — and had suffered from the... | |
 | 1823 - 400 էջ
...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...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 էջ
...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...wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 404 էջ
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 | 1826 - 638 էջ
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 | William Hone - 1826 - 876 էջ
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 | John Keats - 1926 - 738 էջ
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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, and the fruit-tree wild... 
