| Ebenezer Elliott - 1834 - 308 páginas
...headlong streams ! How like the voice of woman, when she sings To her belov'd, of love and constancy, The vernal odours, o'er the murmurings Of distant waters,...We meet like lovers, after years of pain; Oh, thou bring' st blissful childhood back to me ! Thou still art loveliest in the lonest place ; Still, as... | |
| Ebenezer Elliott - 1840 - 194 páginas
...headlong streams ! How like the voice of woman, when she sings To her belov'd, of love and constancy, The vernal odours, o'er the murmurings Of distant waters,...mix'd with the throstle's song And the wren's twitter ? Weleome then, again, Love- listening primrose ; Though not parted long, We meet, like lovers, after... | |
| Ebenezer Elliott - 1876 - 504 páginas
...headlong streams How like the voice of woman, when she sings To her beloved, of love and constancy, The vernal odours, o'er the murmurings Of distant waters,...of old, day glows with love for thee, And reads our heav'nly Father in thy face. Surely thy thoughts are humble and devout, Flower of the pensive gold... | |
| Ebenezer Elliott - 1876 - 496 páginas
...eyes, « O'er dizzy rocks and woods, and headlong streams ! To her beloved, of love and constancy, The vernal odours, o'er the murmurings Of distant waters,...of old, day glows with love for thee, And reads our heav'nly Father in thy face. Surely thy thoughts are humble and devout, Flower of the pensive gold... | |
| Hallam Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1912 - 584 páginas
...Elliott, with his flowers and mountains, for a taste ? Welcome then again Love-listening Primrose ! tho' not parted long We meet like lovers after years of...childhood back to me, Thou still art loveliest in the lowest place, Still as of old Day glows with love for thee, And reads our heavenly Father in thy face.... | |
| Peter Scheckner - 1989 - 360 páginas
...wren's twitter? Welcome then, again, Love-glistening primrose; though not parted long, We meet, the lovers, after years of pain. Oh, thou bring'st blissful...me! Thou still art loveliest in the lonest place; And reads our heav'nly Father in thy face. Surely thy thoughts are humble and devout, Flower of the... | |
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