 Through golden vapours of the morn, I heard the hills of sheep : I trod with a wild ecstasy The bright fringe of the living sea : And on a ruined keep I sat, and watched an endless plain Blacken beneath the gloom of rain.  City Poems - Page 55by Alexander Smith - 1857 - 190 pagesFull view - About this book
 | English literature - 1844 - 742 pages
...did dance and thrill, When on my narrow window-sill, Spring lighted like a bird. Poor flowers — I watched them pine for weeks, With leaves as pale as human cheeks. • ••••*• Draw thy fierce streams of blinding ore, Smite on a thousand anvils, roar Down... | |
 | 1858 - 422 pages
...did dance and thrill, When on my narrow window-sill, Spring lighted like a bird. Poor flowers — 1 watched them pine for weeks, With leaves as pale as...an endless plain Blacken beneath the gloom of rain. MR. ALEXANDER SMITH AND THE WORD-PAINTINO SCHOOL. O fair the lightly sprinkled waste, O'er which a... | |
 | Alexander Smith - 1857 - 172 pages
...blood did dance and thrill, When on my narrow window-sill Spring lighted like a bird. Poor flowers ! I watched them pine for weeks, With leaves as pale as...cheeks. Afar, one summer, I was borne ; Through golden vapors of the morn I heard the hills of sheep : I trod with a wild ecstasy The bright fringe of the... | |
 | Poetry - 1876 - 292 pages
...for weeks, With leaves as pale as human cheeks. Afar, one summer, I was borne ; Through golden vapors of the morn I heard the hills of sheep : I trod with...an endless plain Blacken beneath the gloom of rain. 0, fair the lightly sprinkled waste, O'er which a langhing shower has raced ! 0, fair the April shoots... | |
 | English poetry - 1876 - 312 pages
...blood did dance and thrill, When on my narrow window-sill Spring lighted like a bird. Poor flowers ! I watched them pine for weeks, With leaves as pale as...cheeks. Afar, one summer, I was borne ; Through golden vapors of the morn I heard the hills of sheep : I trod with a wild ecstasy The bright fringe of the... | |
 | English poetry - 1876 - 618 pages
...watehed them pine for weeks, With leaves as pale as human eheeks. Afar, one summer, I was borne; Throngh golden vapours of the morn, I heard the hills of sheep: I trod with a wild eestaey The bright fringe of the living sea: And on a ruined keep I sat, and watehed an endless plain... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - English poetry - 1876 - 292 pages
...for weeks, With leaves as pale as human cheeks. Afar, one summer, I was borne ; Through golden vapors of the morn I heard the hills of sheep : I trod with a wild ecstasy Tlie bright fringe of the living sea: And on a ruined keep I sat and watched an endless plain Blacken... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1882 - 984 pages
...blood did dance and thrill, When on my narrow window-sill Spring lighted like a bird. Poor flowers! I watched them pine for weeks, With leaves as pale as...cheeks. Afar, one summer, I was borne; Through golden vapors of the morn I heard the hills of sheep: I trod with a wild ecstasy The bright fringe of the... | |
 | Alexander G. Murdoch - English poetry - 1883 - 514 pages
...dance and thrill, When on my narrow window sill Spring lighted, like a bird. Poor flow'rs, I watch'd them pine for weeks, With leaves as pale as human...; Through golden vapours of the morn, I heard the bleat of sheep : And trod with a wild ecstasy The bright fringe of the living sea ; But, with emotion... | |
 | English poetry - 1890 - 592 pages
...very blood did dance and thrill, When on my narrow sill Spring lighted like a bird. Poor flowers, I watched them pine for weeks, With leaves as pale as human cheeks. When sunset bathes thee in his gold, In wreaths of bronze thy sides are rolled, Thy smoke is dusky... | |
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