 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 552 pages
...— Do I wake or sleep f Ч ft, I cannot see what flowers ore at my feet, Nor what soft inrense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows i grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; "•White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; \... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1841 - 254 pages
...glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | American poetry - 1842 - 504 pages
...glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | American poetry - 1862 - 512 pages
...glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit- tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves... | |
 | American poetry - 1842 - 480 pages
...thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming...musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen; and, for many a tune, I have been half in love with easeful... | |
 | 1842 - 544 pages
...glooms and winding mossy ways. 6. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incrnse hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable mouth endows The grasF, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild, White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine;... | |
 | Readings - English poetry - 1843 - 466 pages
...ways. But here there is no light, I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen; and, for many a time To take into the air my quiet breath;... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...blooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hang« ear or hope from censure or from praise. [Reflections...lona.] [From the * Journey to the Western Isles.1] flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - English language - 1845 - 484 pages
...glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness guess each...; Fast-fading violets, covered up in leaves ; And mid-day's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...blooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs j And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies... | |
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I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild... 
