 Silverly sweet, so that the lovely tribe Were Nature's matchless treble to the last Delicious pipe, pure, warbling, dewy clear. In summer and in winter, that lorn voice Went up, like the struck spirit of this world, Making the starry roof of heaven tremble...  Daphne and Other Poems - Page 346de Frederick Tennyson - 1891 - 522 pagesAffichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 810 pages
...found, some plaything of their infant hours. Within the echoes of a ruin'd court She sat and inoarn'd, with her lamenting voice, Melodious in sorrow, like...been The first and fairest of that sunny land, And bless'd with all things ; doubly crown'd with power And beauty, doubly now discrown'd and fallen ?... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 388 pages
...sound Of funeral hymns ; for in her youth she sang Along the myrtle valleys in the spring, Pluckmg the fresh pinks and the hyacinths, With her fair troop...been The first and fairest of that sunny land, And bless'd with all things ; doubly crown'd with power And beauty, doubly now discrown'd and fallen ?... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1895 - 802 pages
...the spring, Plucking the fresh pinks and the hyacinths, With her fair troop of girls, who auswer'd her Silverly sweet, so that the lovely tribe Were...been The first and fairest of that sunny land, And bless'd with all things ; doubly crown'd with power And beauty, doubly now discrown'd and fallen ?... | |
 | Robert Haven Schauffler - 1915 - 390 pages
...Plucking the fresh pinks and the hyacinths, With her fair troop of girls, who answer'd her Silvery sweet, so that the lovely tribe Were Nature's matchless...been The first and fairest of that sunny land, And bless'd with all things ; doubly crown'd with power And beauty, doubly now discrown'd and fallen ?... | |
 | Robert Haven Schauffler - 1916 - 400 pages
...Plucking the fresh pinks and the hyacinths, With her fair troop of girls, who answer'd her Silvery sweet, so that the lovely tribe Were Nature's matchless...been The first and fairest of that sunny land, And bless'd with all things ; doubly crown'd with power And beauty, doubly now discrown'd and fallen? Oh... | |
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