 | Almanacs, English - 1823 - 400 pages
...Rome in the Nineteenth Century, vol. iii, p. 135. Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment Varsities Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon an Alp as...warmly burn to see Beauties of deeper glance, and bear their singing, And float with them about the summer waters'. Mr. Keats was, in the truest sense... | |
 | Richard Ryan - Poetry - 1826 - 334 pages
...are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent ; Yet, do I sometimes feel a lauguishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon...whitest arms in silence clinging ; Yet do I often warmly turn to see Beauties of deeper glance, and hear their singing, And float with them about the summer... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 336 pages
...are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon...whitest arms in silence clinging : Yet do I often warmly hurn to see Beauties of deeper glance, and hear their singing, And float with them ahout the summer... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishmeut For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon...whitest arms in silence clinging : Yet do I often warmly hurn to see Beauties of deeper glance, and hear their singing, And float with them about the summer... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 412 pages
...are blown Through its tall woods with high romanees blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon...simple loveliness for me, Enough their whitest arms in silenee clinging : Yet do I often warmly burn to see Beauties of deeper glanee, and hear their singing.... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 552 pages
...are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon...whitest arms in silence clinging : Yet do I often warmly bum to see Beauties of deeper glance, and hear their singing, And float with them about the summer... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 554 pages
...than are blown Phrough its tall woods with high romances blent: iVt do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon an Alp as on a throne, 4nd half forget what world or worldling meant. îappy is England, sweet her artless daughters ; Enough... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1841 - 254 pages
...are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent ; Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon...silence clinging : Yet do I often warmly burn to see THE HUMAN SEASONS. FOUR Seasons fill the measure of the year ; There are four seasons iu the mind of... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...are blown Through its tall woods with high romancea blent ; Yet do I sometimes feel a languiehment y wordling meant. Happy is England, sweet her artless daughters ; Enough their simple loveliness for... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent ; Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment f my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert not thou b аз on a throne, And half forget what world or wordling meant. Happy is England, sweet her artless... | |
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HAPPY is England ! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own ; To feel no other breezes than are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment 
