 Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around...  The every-day book: or The guide to the year - Էջ 253William Hone - 1859Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 750 էջ
...on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already wi th thee ! no slig $ Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 էջ
...But ou the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards ; Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on...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, But, in... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 560 էջ
...dull brain perplexes and retards; Already with thee! tender is the night. And haply the quern-moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry...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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 էջ
...wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, JVor what sofi incense hangs upon the boughs, But,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 էջ
...wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 էջ
...wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, JVor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But,... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 350 էջ
...But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 538 էջ
...But on the viewless wings of poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards ; Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the queen-moon is on...breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers arc at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 էջ
...But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on...breezes 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,... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 էջ
...Away ! away! for I will fly to thee, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by ah 1 her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through... | |
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