 Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and combs its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various...  Essays - Էջ 75Arthur Christopher Benson - 1896 - 312 էջԱմբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | Charles Lamb - 1876 - 740 էջ
...foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy foot, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide : There like a bird it sits and sings. Then whets and claps its silver wings ; And, till prepared for longer (light, Waves in its plumes the various light. How well the skilful... | |
 | William Collins - 1877 - 104 էջ
...foot. Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide : There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. Such was tbat happy garden-state,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1879 - 444 էջ
...foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Castmg the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. How well the skilful gardener... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1879 - 248 էջ
...foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide ; There like a bird it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver winga, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. How well the skillful... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 էջ
...foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide : There like a bird it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings ; And, till prepared lor longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. How well the skilful... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 էջ
...foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does n agony Of lamentation, like a wind that shrills All night in a waste land, where no And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. Tfu Garden ( Translated).... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 528 էջ
...foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide : There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. Such was that happy garden-state,... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 524 էջ
...foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide : There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. Such was that happy garden-state,... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 628 էջ
...opportunity outside. In his cell in the White Tower his soul found and enjoyed a real freedom. 'Then, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.' It is a significant tradition... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 632 էջ
...opportunity outside. In his cell in the White Tower his soul found and enjoyed a real freedom. ' Then, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.' It is a significant tradition... | |
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