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" When Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. "
The British Critic, and Quarterly Theological Review - Seite 622
1802
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Specimens of the Early English Poets, Band 1

George Ellis - 1790 - 346 Seiten
...my divine Alttlea brings To whifper at my grates; When I lie tangled ih her hair, And fetter'd with her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no fuch liberty. When flowing cups run fwiftly round, With no allaying Thames, When thirfty grief in wine we fteep, When healths and draughts...
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Gentleman's Magazine and Historical Review, Band 61,Teil 2

1791 - 718 Seiten
...To whifper at my grates; When 1 lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd with her eye, The birds tint wanton in the air Know no fuch liberty. When flowing cups run fwiftly round With woe-allaying themes, Our c.irele' heads with rofes bound, Our hearts with loyal...
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Marchmont: A Novel, Band 2

Charlotte Smith - 1796 - 280 Seiten
...ftruck her withathoufand indefcribable fenfations; When I He tangled in her hair, And fetter•d with her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no fuch liberty. Stone walls do not a prifon make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage...
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Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which is ..., Band 3

English poets - 1801 - 454 Seiten
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye, — The " birds,"* that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with...
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Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an ..., Band 3

George Ellis - 1803 - 476 Seiten
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye, — The birds,• that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no alla).ing Thames, Our careless heads with...
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The lyre of love [ed. by P.L. Courtier].

Lyre - 1806 - 208 Seiten
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye,— The birds, that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with...
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The British Critic: A New Review, Band 19

1812 - 712 Seiten
...wat confined for his loyalty, •r about, t fings. $ And wbjfperg. When I lie tangled in her hail. And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no fuch liberty. When flowing caps run Jwiftlj* round, With no allaying TLamtA, Our carckfs heads with rofes crown'd. Our hearts...
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New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Band 10

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1818 - 624 Seiten
...with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althoa brings To whisper at the ¡crates, When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, — The birds that wanton in the air Have no euch liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet...
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The Retrospective Review, Band 4

1821 - 404 Seiten
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The birds that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take...
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The Retrospective Review, Band 4

1821 - 408 Seiten
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The birds that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take...
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