 | William Enfield - 1823 - 412 strani
...Spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem If s lucid leaves unfolds ; for him the hand Of Autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and...the morn. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wing ; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies... | |
 | John Cole - 1823 - 238 strani
...epistle : -" For him, the spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves nn folds: Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings And still new beauties meet his lonely walks. And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow ; not a cloud Imhibes The setting... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 510 strani
...spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem lie lucid leaves unfolds: for him, the hand Of autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold and blushes like the morn. 590 Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1825 - 270 strani
...hand Of autumn tinges everj fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the mora. Each pissing hour sheds~ tribute from her wings ; And still new...o'er the meadow ; not a cloud imbibes The setting lun's effulgence ; not a strain From all the tenants of the warbling shade Ascends ; but whence his... | |
 | Lindley Murray, Jeremiah Goodrich - 1825 - 316 strani
...spring Distills 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...passing hour sheds tribute from her wings : And still nev/ beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. S. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 strani
...him, the hand Of autuum tinges every fertile braneh With blooming gold and blushes like the morn. Eaeh passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And still...new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attraet him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a eloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgenee,... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 286 strani
...spring Distils her dews, and Irom the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds: for him, the hand Of autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and...meet his lonely walk, And loves unfe.lt attract him. 3 Not a hi :;eze Flics o'er the meadow; not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence. ; not a strain... | |
 | Thomas Brown - 1826 - 522 strani
...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...her wings, And still new beauties meet his lonely walks, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, — not a cloud imbibes The... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 264 strani
...her dews, and from the silken gem its lucid leaves unfolds : for him, the hand Of autumn tinges ev'ry fertile branch ' With blooming gold, and blushes like...morn, Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; Ahd still new beauties meet bis lonely walk. And loves unfelt attract him. — , ••$. Not a breeze... | |
 | Lindley Murray, John Walker - 1826 - 314 strani
...the silken gem Its iucid leaves unfolds : for him, the hand j Of autumn tinges every fertile branch i With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn. Each...passing hour sheds tribute from her wings : And still neiv beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. 3. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow... | |
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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. 
