 | 1838 - 488 Seiten
...the cavern, plays its part prettily in this scene, where the true lover of Nature will feel that " Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And...beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract Шт." The following is the known length, for which I am indebted to the possessor of the property,... | |
 | 1838 - 426 Seiten
...her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds." It is not " For him, the hand Of autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn." The mists of superstition, through which he views all that is sublime and grand in nature, create in... | |
 | Mark Akenside - 1838 - 352 Seiten
...Spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds : for him, the hand Of Autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold and blushes like the Morn : 590 Each passing Hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk,... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1839 - 276 Seiten
...passing hour sheds tribute from her wingi And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves uniolt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow ; not a cloud imbibo* The setting sun's effulgence ; not a strain From all the tenants of the warbling shade Ascends... | |
 | John Minter Morgan - 1839 - 228 Seiten
...Spring Distills her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds : for him the hand Of Autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold and blushes like the morn." with the productions of the most celebrated masters, lose none of their attractions by being the joint... | |
 | 1841 - 358 Seiten
...spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds : for him, the hand Of autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and...still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves nnfelt attract him. .N'otu breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence,... | |
 | 1861 - 980 Seiten
...spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem EU lucid leaves unfolds ; for him, the hand 3f autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold and...still new beauties meet his lonely walk. And loves unfclt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence,... | |
 | 206 Seiten
...Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds ; for him the hand • Of Autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and...morn ; . Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wing, And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, . And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies... | |
 | 1841 - 540 Seiten
...Spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds ; for him, the hand Of Autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn." By D. Haggerston. New England, though in her soil the fig tree does not blossom, nor the olive yield... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1842 - 262 Seiten
...tribute from her wings ; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. 3 Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow ; not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgerxe ; not a strain From all the tenants of the warbling shade Ascends ; but whence his bosom... | |
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His tuneful breast enjoys. For him, the Spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds; for him, the hand Of Autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold and blushes like the morn. 
