 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 574 páginas
...And his own thoughts along that rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded...violets, white and pied and blue ; And a light spear, topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 372 páginas
...And his own thoughts along that rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded...violets, white and pied and blue ; And a light spear, topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 314 páginas
...rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansics overblown, And faded violets, white and pied and blue; And a light spear- topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's... | |
 | 1825 - 498 páginas
...And his own thoughts along that rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their rather and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded...violets, white and pied and blue ; And a light spear, topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping w,th the forest's... | |
 | 1825 - 494 páginas
...And his own thoughts along that rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded...violets, white and pied and blue ; And a light spear, topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's... | |
 | 1825 - 422 páginas
...rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. " His head was bound with fancies overblown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear, topp'd with a cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 páginas
...sun smiles brighlly: on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break. XXXIII. : cypress cone. Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yel dripping with the forest's noonday dew,... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 448 páginas
...speak TS it not broken ? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly: on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break. His head was hound with pansies over-blown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear topped... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 460 páginas
...speak Ta it not broken ? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly : on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break His head was hound with panaies over-blown. And faded violets, while, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear topped... | |
 | Englishmen - 1837 - 286 páginas
...And his own thoughts along that rugged wsy Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded...violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear, topp'd with a eypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's... | |
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Is it not broken ? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly : on a cheek The life can burn in blood even while the heart may break. 
