 | 1835 - 430 páginas
...in a talk of fountains and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden-scenes : What wondrous life in this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious...clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their win:. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1836 - 362 páginas
...awkwardly, I hope, in a talk of fountains, and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes : — What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
 | 1836 - 436 páginas
...where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. What wond'rous life in this I lead I Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters...wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands ihermelves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with flow'is, I fall on grass. Mean while... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1838 - 486 páginas
...talk of fountains and sun dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes. " What wondrous life is (his I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crash their wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1840 - 304 páginas
...awkwardly, I hope, in a talk of fountains, and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes : — What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
 | 1840 - 372 páginas
...about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, the curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach....as I pass, Ensnared with flow'ers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness ; The mind, that ocean where each... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1844 - 584 páginas
...below, Only among the plants will grow ; Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. " What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about...themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. "Meanwhile, the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 páginas
...Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found. W'hat wond'rous life in self To gain a hearing from a cruel father. Wrong'd Insnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1845 - 396 páginas
...awkwardly, I hope, in a talk of fountains and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes : — What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1845 - 398 páginas
...sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes : — What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe applea drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine...themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness.... | |
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What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers,... 
