 | John Keble - 1827 - 398 Seiten
...she veils her round, Not to be trac'd by sight or sound, , Nor soil'd by ruder breath ? . Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast...no change can trace, But look away a little space, Then turn, and, lo ! 'tis there. But there's a sweeter flower than e'er Blush'd on the rosy spray —... | |
 | John Keble - 1837 - 442 Seiten
...close she veils her round, Not to be trac'd by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath ? Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast...star in evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ? Fourth Sunday in Lent. 105 Fondly we seek the dawning bloom On features wan and fair, — The gazing... | |
 | John Keble - 1842 - 332 Seiten
...close she veils her round, Not to be trac'd by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath? Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast?...no change can trace, But look away a little space, Then turn, and, lo! 'tis there. A brighter star, a richer bloom Than e'er did western heaven illume... | |
 | 1843 - 208 Seiten
...close she veils her round, Not to be trac'd by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath. Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast ? Or, when the summer's sun goes down, The first soft star in evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ? Fondly... | |
 | John Lindsay Adamson - 1844 - 256 Seiten
...close she veils her round, Not to be trac'd by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath. Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast...star in evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ? But there's a sweeter flower than e'er Blush'd on the rosy spray — A brighter star, a richer bloom,... | |
 | 1845 - 450 Seiten
...close she veils her round, Not to be trac'd by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath. Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast ? Or, when the summer's sun goes down, The first soft star in evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ? Fondly... | |
 | Elizabeth Caroline Grey - 1846 - 1042 Seiten
...face in silence on her father's bosom. " Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast t Or when the summer sun goes down The first soft star in Evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ?" and sweeter, brighter far than flower or star, must have been these first gleams of such a love... | |
 | Mrs. Grey (Elizabeth Caroline) - 1848 - 134 Seiten
...hid her face in silence on her father's " Who ever saw the earliest row First open her sweet breust ? Or when the summer sun goes down The first soft star in Evening's crown Light op her gleaming rrest." and sweeter, brighter far than flower or star Wust have been these first gleams... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 Seiten
...or sound, Nor soiled by ruder breath ? Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast 1 Or when the Summer sun goes down, The first soft star...no change can trace, But look away a little space, Then turn, and lo ! 'tis there. THE ROSEBUD. 139 But there's a sweeter flower'than e'er Blushed on... | |
 | William Delafield Arnold - 1853 - 314 Seiten
...coming out of the stars ; that stealthy development so beautifully described by Keble : — " Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast...no change can trace ; But look away a little space — Then turn, and lo ! 'tis there." * Under such circumstances it is a convenience to have a subject... | |
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Nor soil'd by ruder breath ? . Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast ? Or, when the summer sun goes down, The first soft star in evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ? Fondly we seek the dawning bloom On features wan and fair,... 
