 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1825 - 392 sivua
...Still in a tree did end their race, Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 sivua
...Still in a tree did end their race. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow : And Pan a dark and dreary vale They pass'd, and many a region dolorous, O'er many in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do... | |
 | 1825 - 392 sivua
...Still in a tree did end their race. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 sivua
...Still in a tree did end their raee. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow : And Pan in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luseious elusters of the vine I'pon ray mouth... | |
 | 1825 - 390 sivua
...Still in a tree did end their race. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do... | |
 | Henry Southern - 1825 - 388 sivua
...Still in a tree did end their race. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do... | |
 | Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 828 sivua
...field. tíiltan. Aabces Pour forth their populous youth about the hive In dusters. Id. Paradise Latí. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine. Manea. There with their clasping feet together clung. And a long cluster from the laurel hung. Dry... | |
 | 1835 - 430 sivua
...fountains and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden-scenes : What wondrous life in this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their win:. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1838 - 486 sivua
...fountains and sun dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes. " What wondrous life is (his I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crash their wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on... | |
 | 1840 - 372 sivua
...the flow'rs and trees do close, To weave the garlands of repose. What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters...Upon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, the curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons as I pass, Ensnared with... | |
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What wond'rous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with... 
