 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1891 - 408 páginas
...the year It only loved to be there. Among the beds of lilies I Have sought it oft, where it should lie ; Yet could not, till itself would rise, Find...before mine eyes : — For in the flaxen lilies' shade C pon the roses it would feed, Until its lips e'en seem'd to bleed : And then to me 'twould boldly... | |
 | James Logie Robertson - 1894 - 388 páginas
...guess To be a little wilderness : Among the beds of lilies I Have sought it oft — where it should lie ; Yet could not, till itself would rise, Find it, although before mine eyes." The first in time, and even yet one of the most brilliant and easy, of writers of that kind of poetry... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1896 - 334 páginas
...beds of lilies I Have sought it oft, where it should lie ; Yet could not, till itself would rise, 25 Find it, although before mine eyes :— For in the...bank of lilies laid. Upon the roses it would feed, And then to me 'twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip. But all its chief delight was... | |
 | John Dennis - 1898 - 250 páginas
...the year It only loved to be there. Among the beds of lilies I Have sought it oft, where it should lie ; Yet could not, till itself would rise Find it,...Upon the roses it would feed, Until its lips e'en seem'd to bleed : And then to me 'twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip. But all its... | |
 | Elizabeth Lee - 1898 - 258 páginas
...MINOR POETS USTDER THE STUARTS. 125 Among the beds of lilies I Have sought it oft, where it should lie; Yet could not, till itself would rise Find it,...flaxen lilies' shade It like a bank of lilies laid. And again : What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head ; The luscious clusters... | |
 | Frederic Lawrence Knowles - 1901 - 494 páginas
...the year It only loved to be there. Among the beds of lilies I Have sought it oft, where it should lie; Yet could not, till itself would rise, Find it,...Upon the roses it would feed, Until its lips e'en seem'd to bleed : And then to me 'twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip. But all its... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1901 - 1080 páginas
...the year It love.d only to he there. Among the beds of lilies I Have sought it oft, where it should weet as love, which overflows her bower ; Like a glow-worm...Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue J Among the flowers hands Upon the roses it would feed, Until its lips cv'n seem'd to bleed ; And then to me 'twould boldly... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1902 - 394 páginas
...the year It only loved to be there. Among the beds of lilies I Have sought it oft, where it should lie ; Yet could not, till itself would rise, Find...Upon the roses it would feed, Until its lips e'en seem'd to bleed : And then to me 'twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip. But all its... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 336 páginas
...of the year It only loved to be there. Among the beds of lilies I Have sought it oft where it should lie, Yet could not till itself would rise Find it...laid, Upon the roses it would feed Until its lips even seemed to bleed, And then to me 't would boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip, But all... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1902 - 286 páginas
...of the year It only loved to be there. Among the beds of lilies I Have sought it oft where it should lie, Yet could not till itself would rise Find it,...laid ; Upon the roses it would feed Until its lips even seemed to bleed, And then to me 'twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip, But all... | |
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For, in the flaxen lilies' shade It like a bank of lilies laid. Upon the roses it would feed, Until its lips e'en seem'd to bleed; And then to me 'twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip. But all its chief delight was still On roses thus itself... 
