 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pages
...what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I can not see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves, And mid-May's oldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | 1854 - 400 pages
...breezes blown, Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feot, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But,...fruit-tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral etrlantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk... | |
 | John Keats - 1855 - 416 pages
...retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 pages
...what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I can not see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves, And mid-May's oldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1856 - 512 pages
...essential difference if we' compare the " Ode to the Nightingale" in Keats, for instance—such verses as " I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...eldest child, The coming musk,rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 pages
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. v. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid- May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer... | |
 | John Keats - 1856 - 326 pages
...blown Through verdurousglooms and winding mossy ways. 5. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 6. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 436 pages
...despairs ; Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 426 pages
...and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : 134 Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 pages
...retards ; Already with thee ! Tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster 'd around by all her starry fays ; But here there is...eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid May's eldest child, The coming musk -rose full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer... | |
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I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket... 
