 | 1870 - 438 sivua
...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...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; 45 White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 608 sivua
...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...seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 789 sivua
...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, Tin- crass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild, — White hawthorn and the pastoral eglantine ; Fiat-fading... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 891 sivua
...heaven is with the breezes blown 'I"hrough verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 40 I cannot sec what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense...grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthom, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest... | |
 | John Keats, Robert Gittings - 1995 - 301 sivua
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown 40 Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 5 I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows 45 The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast... | |
 | Keith D. White - 1996 - 194 sivua
...his pards, / But on the viewless wings of Poesy." In the next stanza Keats describes the darkness: I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...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... | |
 | Nicholas Roe - 1998 - 315 sivua
...(4o) lead into the 'embalmed darkness' of reverie figured as a woodland bower in which the poet may guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows...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... | |
 | Jan Karon - 1997 - 333 sivua
...wall with its thrusting formations. " 'I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,' " she murmured, " 'nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, but,...each sweet wherewith the seasonable month endows.' Who said that?" "Will Rogers!" She laughed. "One more guess." "Joe DiMaggio?" "Keats!" "Aha." "How's... | |
 | Richardo N. Franco - 1997 - 384 sivua
..."And then my heart with pleasure fills,/And dances with the daffodils" (Abrams, The Norton 186). "5 "I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,/ Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs," era el Keats de "Ode to a Nightingale" (Abrams, The Norton 791). De hecho, se menciona en esta página... | |
 | William Harmon, Professor William Harmon - 1998 - 360 sivua
...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...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... | |
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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... 
