| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 Seiten
...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. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Ourcarelessheadswithrosescrowned, Our... | |
| Lyrics, William Davenport Adams - 1874 - 312 Seiten
...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. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses crowned,... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1925 - 408 Seiten
...my divine Althca brings To whisper at my grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered with her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing mips pass swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads witli roues crowned,... | |
| Charles Townsend Copeland - 1926 - 1744 Seiten
...Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in up through the surf in the bay. Children dear, was it yesterday? Children dear, were we lo When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses crown'd,... | |
| John Matthews Manly - 1926 - 928 Seiten
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; Wben I lie tangled in her hair And fettcr'd p to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw ; And, as an hare S When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames,1 1 diluting water Our careless heads... | |
| Tom Peete Cross, Clement Tyson Goode - 1927 - 1432 Seiten
...And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair i> And fettered sters? Mercy guard me! 695 Hence with thy brewed enchantments, fou When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, 10 Our careless heads with roses bound,... | |
| Mark Van Doren - 1928 - 1390 Seiten
...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. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our... | |
| William Harmon - 1998 - 386 Seiten
...Hovers within my gates, 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 roses bound, Our... | |
| Robert X. Leeds - 1999 - 366 Seiten
...Hovers within my gates, 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 roses bound, Our... | |
| Francesco Sanvitale - 2002 - 750 Seiten
...my grates; When I He tangled in thy hair And fettered with thine eye, The birds that wanton in thè air Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make Nor iron bars a cage! Minds innocent and quiet take That for a hermitage If thou hast freedom in thy... | |
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