 ... of the brave ; Where the blasts of the trumpets for battle combine, And the heart was laid low that gave rapture to mine. Ye scenes of remembrance that sorrow beguil'd Your uplands I leave for the desolate wild; For Nature is nought to the eye of...  La Belle Assemblée - Stran 3231806Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | 1802 - 524 strani
...desolate wild; For nature is nought to the eye of despair But the image of hopes that have vanish'd in air: Again ye fair blossoms of flower and of tree,...Again your lone wood-paths that wind by the stream, But never to me shall the summer renew The bowers where the days of my happiness flew; Where my soul... | |
 | 1802 - 520 strani
...desolate wild ; For nature is nought to the eye of despair But the image of hopes that have vanish'd in air : Again ye fair blossoms of flower and of tree,...Again your lone wood-paths that wind by the stream, 12 But never to me shall the summer renew The bowers where the days of my happiness flew ; Where my... | |
 | Anne Bannerman - 1807 - 250 strani
...desolate wild; For Nature is nought to the eye of despair But the image of hopes that have vanish'd in air. Again ye fair blossoms of flower and of tree,...happiness flew ; Where my soul found her partner, and thought to bestow The colours of heaven on the dwellings of woe ! Too faithful recorders of times that... | |
 | Charles Snart - 1808 - 496 strani
...desolate wild ; For nature is nought to the eye of despair But the image of hopes that have vanish'd in air : Again, ye fair blossoms of flower and of...dream. But never to me shall the summer renew The bow'rs where the days of my happiness flew ; Where my soul found her partner, and thought to bestow... | |
 | lady Charlotte Susan M. Bury - 1812 - 506 strani
...heart partakes not of the reviving bloom ot spring. There is no second spring for the Jieart. " No, never to me shall the summer renew The bowers where...happiness flew, Where my soul found her partner, and thought to bestow !Ehe colours of heaven on-the dwellings of woe. From the lethargy of inactive gloom... | |
 | 1815 - 456 strani
...desolate wild ; For nature is nought to the eye of despair But the image of hopes that have vanish'd in air : Again ye fair blossoms of flower and of tree,...happiness flew ; Where my soul found her partner, and thought to bestow The colours of heaven on the dwellings of woe! Too faithful recorders of times that... | |
 | 1815 - 468 strani
...desolate wild ; For nature is nought to the eye of despair But the image -of hopes that have vanish'd in air : Again ye fair blossoms of flower and of tree,...the haunt of the lover — to hope — and to dream, fiut never to me shall the summer renew The bowers where the days of my happiness flew ; Where my soul... | |
 | T. Wyatt - 1818 - 164 strani
...eye of despair But the image of hopes that have vanish 'd in air. Again, ye fair blossoms of flow'r and of tree, Ye shall bloom to the morn, tho* ye bloom not for me ; Again your lone woodpaths that wind up the stream, Be the haunt of the lover — to hope and to dream. But never to me shall the summer... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 strani
...desolate wild ;' Yyf nature is nought to the eye of despair, But the image of hopes that have vanish'd in air ; Again, ye fair blossoms of flower and of...Ye shall bloom to the morn, tho' ye bloom not for mr Again your lone wood-paths that wind by the str~' Be the haunt of the lover — to hope — and... | |
 | 1822 - 418 strani
...desolate wild ; For nature is nought to the eye of despair But the image of hopes that have vanish'd in air : Again, ye fair blossoms of flower and of...the haunt of the lover — to hope — and to dream. BS But never to me shall the summer renew The bowers where the days of my happiness flew; Where my... | |
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