 | Barry Gray - 1871 - 376 էջ
...gardens and vineyards, and it was Andrew Marvell, I think, who wrote, — ' What wondrous life is this to lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine • Upon my mouth do crush to wine ; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach.' Milton, knowing the wandering... | |
 | 1871 - 850 էջ
...eyes, who looks the very impersonation of tranquil rustic happiness), then through a large orchard: What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head ; — the branches weighed down with ruddy and with golden fruitage, and plentiful mellow waifs lying scattered... | |
 | John Symons - 1872 - 188 էջ
...beauties her exceed ! Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. What wond'rous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...Upon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, and envious peach — Into my hands themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with... | |
 | Andrew Marvell - 1872 - 564 էջ
...fTnly that she miglittaiirel grow ; 30 And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. {/What wond'rous life is this I lead! Ripe apples...about my head ; The luscious clusters of the vine \ 35 Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The neetaren and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do... | |
 | Andrew Marvell - 1872 - 562 էջ
...about my head ; The luscious clusters of the vine 35 Upon my mouth do crush their wine ; The nectaren and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grass. 40 Yet it creates — transcending these — 45 Far other worlds... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1872 - 582 էջ
...so, Only that she might laurel grow; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph but for a seed. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, the curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with... | |
 | 1876 - 612 էջ
...the same glory, or who shall be able some time to say, with the delicious quaintness of Marvell — " What wondrous life is this I lead ? Ripe apples drop about my head ' FOUR GREAT SONG-COMPOSERS: SCHUBERT, SCHUMANN, FRANZ, AND LISZT. BY GEORGE T. FERRIS. TT EINRICH... | |
 | Anthologia Anglica - 1873 - 512 էջ
...Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound No name shall but your own be found. What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head : The...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness... | |
 | Abraham Holroyd - 1873 - 228 էջ
...so, Only that she might laurel grow; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach ; StumUing on melons as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. 10 Meanwhile thc mind, from... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 էջ
...so. Only that she might laurel grow; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop...themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insuared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its... | |
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What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers,... 
