 That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved lute's romantic sound ; Or crowns of living laurel weave, For those that win the race at eve. The shepherd's horn at break of day, The ballet...  Poems - 第 150 頁Samuel Rogers 著 - 1816 - 246 頁完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Thalia, Frederick Atkinson (of York) - 1790 - 234 頁
...builds and warblts there; Clofe by my cot (he tells her tale To ev'ry pafirng villager. The fquirrel- leaps from tree to tree, And Shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bow'rs, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1801 - 208 頁
...The huts peep o'er the morning-cloud, Perch'd, like an eagle's nest, on high. AN ITALIAN SONG. DEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and...And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle-bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my lov'd... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1801 - 222 頁
...The huts peep o'er the morning-cloud, Perch'd, like an eagle's nest, on high. 167 ITALIAN SONG. DEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and...cot she tells her tale To every passing villager. : AN The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle-bowers,... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1802 - 308 頁
...seen; But Love, and Joy, and smiling Spring Inspire their little souls to sing! ITALIAN SONG. DEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and...And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle-bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my lov'd... | |
 | Goldfinch - 1805 - 276 頁
...ot my song shall be, Blow high, &c. BEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and warbles there, Close by my cot she tells her tale, To every...squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts ;u liberty. In orange groves, and myrtle bow'rs, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the... | |
 | Charles Brockden Brown - 1805 - 500 頁
...native vale, The ring-dove builds, and warble« there, Close by my cot she tells her tale, To ev'ry passing villager : The squirrel leaps from tree to tree. And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bow'rf, That breathe a gale of fragrance round. To charm the fairy-footed... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1806 - 208 頁
...my little native vale, The ring-dove builds aud murmurs there; Close by my cot she tells her tale i To every passing villager. The squirrel leaps from...And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle-bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my lov'd... | |
 | 1806 - 688 頁
...a re-perusal will ifford pleasure. Dear is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and warbles there; Close by my cot she tells her tale To every passing village fair. The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange prove*... | |
 | John Aikin - 1810 - 330 頁
...thro' the vocal groves. DEAR is my little native vale, LASSDOWNE. The ring-dove builds and warbles there; Close by my cot she tells her tale To every...And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle-bowers That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved... | |
 | John Aikin - 1810 - 386 頁
...little native vale, The ring-dove builds and warbles there ; Close by my cot she tells her tale To ev'ry passing villager. The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bow'rs, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed Hours... | |
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