 | 1870 - 464 pages
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 40 I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...boughs. But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; 45 White hawthorn,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1871 - 968 pages
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. d now thou art a nameless thing ; So abject, — yet alive ! Is this the man of thousand thrones, Wherewith the seasonable month endows Tin- crass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild, — White hawthorn... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 pages
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit tree wild ; White hawthorn,... | |
 | John Keats, James Russell Lowell, Richard Monckton Milnes Houghton (baron).) - Poetry - 1871 - 342 pages
...li^ht, Save what from heaven is with the breezes bldwn Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess eachjiwpet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild: While"... | |
 | David Grant (of Aberdeen) - 1871 - 478 pages
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown, Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's... | |
 | William Hanks Levy - Blind - 1872 - 578 pages
...stream And daisies red and white, I'll kneel upon the meadow sod And thank my God for sight." A POEM BY KEATS. " I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,...boughs ; But in embalmed darkness guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White hawthorn,... | |
 | Charles Hartley - 1872 - 372 pages
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...boughs, But in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild, White hawthorn,... | |
 | Robert Bell - 1872 - 420 pages
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms, and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...boughs, But in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the forest-tree wild ; White hawthorn,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1872 - 582 pages
...what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy way* I can not see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild: White hawthorn,... | |
 | American poetry - 1872 - 900 pages
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways, r rank and gold. So, closing his heart, the Judge rode on, And Maud was left in the f ; Bat. in embalmed darkness guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket,... | |
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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... 
