 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1902 - 406 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 Upon the roses it would feed, Until its lips e'en seem'd to bleed : And then to me 'twould boldly trip,... | |
 | William John Courthope - 1903 - 590 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,...laid. Upon the roses it would feed, Until its lips ev'n seemed to bleed. And then to me 'twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip. But all... | |
 | 1908 - 464 páginas
...year It only loved to be there. Among the beds of lilies I Have sought it oft, where it should lie: 25 Yet could not, till itself would rise, Find it, although...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 Up. 5 But all its... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1908 - 476 páginas
...year It only Ioved to be there. Among the beds of lilies I Have sought it oft, where it should lie; 25 Yet could not, till itself would rise, Find it, although...before mine eyes: — For in the flaxen lilies' shade Upon the roses it would feed, Until its lips e'en seem'd to bleed: And then to me 'twould boldly trip,... | |
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - 1909 - 892 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 to bleed And then to me 'twould boldly trip, And print there roses on my lip, But all its chief... | |
 | William Aspenwall Bradley - 1910 - 204 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 to bleed And then to me 'twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip. But all its chief... | |
 | William John Courthope - 1911 - 578 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, although before mine eyes ; For in the flaxen lilies3 shade, It like a bank of lilies laid. Upon the roses it would feed, Until its lips ev'n seemed... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1904 - 222 páginas
...Have sought It oft where it should He, Yet could not, till Itself would rise, Find it, although befora mine eyes. For In the flaxen lilies shade It like...laid ; Upon the roses it would feed Until its lips even seemed to bleed. And then to me 'twoujd boldly trip, And print those roses on my lip. But all... | |
 | Alice Meynell - 1923 - 260 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 to bleed, And then to me 'twould boldly trip, And print those roses on my Up. But all its chief... | |
 | Andrew Marvell - 1923 - 168 páginas
...Among the beds of Lillyes, I Have sought it oft, where it should lye ; Yet could not, till it self would rise, Find it, although before mine Eyes. For, in the flaxen Lillies shade, It like a bank of Lillies laid. Upon the Roses it would feed, Until its Lips ev'n seem'd... | |
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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... 
