 | John Keats, James Russell Lowell, Richard Monckton Milnes Houghton (baron).) - 1871 - 342 strani
...cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To that green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that...with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is- emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? Ah !... | |
 | John Keats - 1871 - 402 strani
...burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, 0 mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing...with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? And,... | |
 | 1872 - 900 strani
...forehead, and a parching tongue. 635 Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, О ing feet ; 448 449 sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? And,... | |
 | John Keats - 1873 - 402 strani
...songs for ever new ; More happy love ! more happy, happy love For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd, For ever panting and for ever young ; All breathing...with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn ? And,... | |
 | John Keats - 1874 - 320 strani
...tongue. IT. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Leadest thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her...mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a... | |
 | 1875 - 210 strani
...far above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...with garlands drest? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? And,... | |
 | 1876 - 508 strani
...far above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? And,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 576 strani
...far above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious mom ! And, little... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 630 strani
...far above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? And,... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 376 strani
...far above, That leaves a heart high sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green...with garlands drest? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn? And, little... | |
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Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest? 
