 | William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1824 - 1062 pages
...Uncouth and savoge as the cruel fair. He wander'd on, unknowing where he went, Lost in the wood, and were also of Martes division, Th' armerer, summon'd him to duo repast at noon, But love could feel no hunger but his own. Whilst listening to... | |
 | British anthology - 1824 - 460 pages
...Uncouth and savage, as the cruel fair. He wander'd on, unknowing where he went, Lost in the wood, and all on love intent. The day already half his race had run, And summon'd him to due repast at noon ; But love could feel no hunger but his own. Whilst listening to... | |
 | John Dryden - 1832 - 338 pages
...Uncouth and savage, as the cruel fair. He wander'd on, unknowing where he went, Lost in the wood, and all on love intent : The day already half his race had run, as And summon'd him to due repast at noon, But love could feel no hunger but his own. Whilst listening... | |
 | John Dryden - 1837 - 482 pages
...Uncouth and savage, as the cruel fair. He wander'd on, unknowing whore ho went, Lost in the wood, and all on love intent: The day already half his race had run, And summon'd him to due repast at noon, But love could feel no hunger but his own. Whilst listening* to... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1841 - 840 pages
...Uncouth and savage, as the cruel fair. He wander'd on, unknowing where he went, Lost in the wood, and wers with sudden hand Exuberant Spring; for oft these valleys summon'd him to due repast at noon. But Ix)ve could feel no hunger but his own. Jnus'd to fear, he... | |
 | Robert Chambers - American literature - 1844 - 692 pages
...Uncouth and savage, as the cruel fair. He wander'd on, unknowing where he went, Lost in the wood, and and exchange. In vain for Catholics ourselves we bear : The uni surunion'd him to due repast at uoon, But love could feel no hunger but his own. Whilst listening to... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...according to the feeling demanded by the occasion ; Whilst listening to the murmuring leaves he stood— More than a mile immers'd within the wood— At once the wind was laid-]—The whispering sound Was dumb.]—A rising earthquake rock'd the ground. With deeper brown... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 280 pages
...according to the feeling demanded by the occasion; Whilst listening to the murmuring leaves he stood— More than a mile immers'd within the wood— At once the wind was laid.)—The whispering sound Was dumb.]—A rising earthquake rock'd the ground. With deeper brown... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...according to the feeling demanded by the occasion ; Whilst listening to the murmuring leaves he stood— More than a mile immers'd within the wood— At once the wind was laid.|—The whispering sound Was dumb.]—A rising earthquake rock'd the ground. With deeper brown... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pages
...according to the feeling demanded by the occasion:— Whilst listening to the murmuring leaves he stood— More than a mile immers'd within the wood— At once the wind was laid.|—The whispering sound Was dumb.|—A rising earthquake rock'd the ground. With deeper brown... | |
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He wander'd on, unknowing where he went Lost in the wood, and all on love intent : The Day already half his race had run, And summon'd him to due repast at noon, But Love could feel no hunger but lu's own. 
