 | John Wesley, George Story - 1807 - 700 strani
...like the mom. Each paffing hour fheds tribute from hoc wings ; And ftill new beauties meet his lonelf walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The fetting fun's effulgence, not a (tram From all the tenants of the warbling (hade Afcend*, but whence... | |
 | Mark Akenside, Thomas Park - 1808 - 358 strani
...for him, the hand Of Autuum tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold and blushes like the mom. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And...still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves nnfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence,... | |
 | 1809 - 344 strani
...lucid leaves unfolds ; for him the hand VI Autumn tinges every fertile branch RUDIMENTS OF TASTE. I With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn. Each...And loves unfelt attract him. — Not a breeze Flies o'er'the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence, not a strain From all the tenants... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 656 strani
...Sbenstonc's Works, voL i. 8vo. p. 140. Perhaps Shenstone was indebted to Akensiclo : Not a breeze Vlies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The. setting...not a strain From all the tenants of the warbling shad* Ascends Pleasures of Imagination, b. iii. 1. 593. But claims their wonder and excites their praisi... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 662 strani
...Works, vol. i. 8vo. p. 140. I ' rliaps Shenstone iras indebted to Akenside : N<.. a breeze I-'lics o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting Sun's effulgence, not a strain l-'rom all the tenants of the warbling shade Ascends Pleasures of Imagination, b. iii. 1. 593. But... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 628 strani
...blooming gold, and blushes like the mom. Kach passing hour sheds tribute from her wings; And -Kill new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze FIw-s o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes I V< -ittine Sun's effulgence, not a strain r: -ft a!l tîtC... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1810 - 262 strani
...spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds : for him, the hand Of autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming- gold, and blushes like the morn. Kach passing hour sheds tribute from her wings : And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves... | |
 | Increase Cooke - 1811 - 428 strani
...him, the hand With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn. Of Autum tinges- every fertile branch Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ;....strain From all the tenants of the warbling shade Fresh pleasure, unreprov'd. Nor thence partakes Ascends ; hut whence his bosom can partake By this... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1812 - 378 strani
...branch Each passing hour shed.s tribute from her wings: With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn. And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the mi adow ; not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgt-nce ; not a strain From all the tenants of... | |
 | 1814 - 258 strani
...spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds : for him the hand Of Autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and...tribute from her wings ; And still new beauties meet AM lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes... | |
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His tuneful breast enjoys. For him, the Spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds; for him, the hand Of Autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold and blushes like the morn. 
