 That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved lute's romantic sound ; Or crowns of living laurel weave, For those that win the race at eve. The shepherd's horn at break of day, The ballet...  Poems - Page 150by Samuel Rogers - 1816 - 246 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Thalia, Frederick Atkinson (of York) - 1790 - 234 pages
...builds and warblts there; Clofe by my cot (he tells her tale To ev'ry pafirng villager. The fquirrel- leaps from tree to tree, And Shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bow'rs, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1801 - 208 pages
...The huts peep o'er the morning-cloud, Perch'd, like an eagle's nest, on high. AN ITALIAN SONG. DEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and...And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle-bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my lov'd... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1801 - 222 pages
...The huts peep o'er the morning-cloud, Perch'd, like an eagle's nest, on high. 167 ITALIAN SONG. DEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and...cot she tells her tale To every passing villager. : AN The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle-bowers,... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1802 - 308 pages
...seen; But Love, and Joy, and smiling Spring Inspire their little souls to sing! ITALIAN SONG. DEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and...And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle-bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my lov'd... | |
 | Goldfinch - 1805 - 276 pages
...ot my song shall be, Blow high, &c. BEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and warbles there, Close by my cot she tells her tale, To every...squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts ;u liberty. In orange groves, and myrtle bow'rs, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the... | |
 | Charles Brockden Brown - 1805 - 500 pages
...native vale, The ring-dove builds, and warble« there, Close by my cot she tells her tale, To ev'ry passing villager : The squirrel leaps from tree to tree. And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bow'rf, That breathe a gale of fragrance round. To charm the fairy-footed... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1806 - 208 pages
...my little native vale, The ring-dove builds aud murmurs there; Close by my cot she tells her tale i To every passing villager. The squirrel leaps from...And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle-bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my lov'd... | |
 | 1806 - 688 pages
...a re-perusal will ifford pleasure. Dear is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and warbles there; Close by my cot she tells her tale To every passing village fair. The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange prove*... | |
 | John Aikin - 1810 - 330 pages
...thro' the vocal groves. DEAR is my little native vale, LASSDOWNE. The ring-dove builds and warbles there; Close by my cot she tells her tale To every...And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle-bowers That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved... | |
 | John Aikin - 1810 - 386 pages
...little native vale, The ring-dove builds and warbles there ; Close by my cot she tells her tale To ev'ry passing villager. The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bow'rs, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed Hours... | |
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