 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1825 - 392 Seiten
...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,...flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. Such was the happy garden state, While man there walk'd without a mate : After a place so pure and sweet, What... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 Seiten
...at some fruit tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide : him in thy sphere, walk d without a mate : After a place so pure and sweet, What other help could yet be meet ! But 'twas... | |
 | 1825 - 390 Seiten
...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,...flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. Such was the happy garden state, . While man there walk'd without a mate : After a place so pure and sweet,... | |
 | Henry Southern - 1825 - 388 Seiten
...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,...flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. Such was the happy garden state, While man there walk'd without a mate : After a place so pure and sweet, What... | |
 | 1825 - 392 Seiten
...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,...flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. Such was the happy garden state, While man there walk'd without a mate : After a place so pure and sweet, What... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 Seiten
...aside, My soul into the boughs does glide : There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets, and elaps Sueh was that happy garden-state, While man there Walk'd without a mate : After a plaee so pure and... | |
 | 1836 - 436 Seiten
...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,...flight, Waves in its plumes the various light. Such was (he happy garden state, While man there walk J without a mate : After a place so pure and sweet. What... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 Seiten
...There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings;' And, still prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various...Such was that happy garden-state, While man there walked without a mate; After a place so pure and sweet, What other help could yet be meet! But 'twas... | |
 | Andrew Marvell - 1857 - 408 Seiten
...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...Such was that happy garden-state, While man there walked without a mate: After a place so pure and sweet, What other help could yet be meet! But 'twas... | |
 | 1863 - 362 Seiten
...; 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 the happy garden state, While man there walk'd without a mate: After a place so pure and sweet, What... | |
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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 light. 
