 | 1803 - 410 pàgines
...every object to my eyes: For every shrub, and every blade of grass, And every pointed thorn, seem'd wrought in glass, In pearls and rubies rich the hawthorns show, "While thro' the ice the crimson berries glow. The thick-sprung reeds which watery marshes yield Seem polish'd... | |
 | 1806 - 408 pàgines
...ev'ry object to my eyes: For ev'ry shrub, and ev'ry blade of grass, And ev'ry pointed thorn, seein'd wrought in glass; In pearls and rubies rich the hawthorns...While through the ice the crimson berries glow. The thick-sprung reeds, which wat'ry marshes yield, Seem'd polish'd lances in a hostile field. The stag... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - 192 pàgines
...every object to my eyes : For every shrub, and every blade of grass, And every pointed thorn seem'd wrought in glass ; In pearls and rubies rich the hawthorns...While through the ice the crimson berries glow. The thick-sprung reeds, which watery marshes yield, Seem polish'd lances in a hostile field. The stag in... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 472 pàgines
...every object to my eyes : For every shrub, and every blade of grass. And every pointed thorn, seem'd wrought in glass , In pearls and rubies rich the hawthorns...While through the ice the crimson berries glow : The thick-sprung reeds, which watery marshes yield, Seem'd polish'd lances in a hostile field. The stag,... | |
 | Cabinet - 1808 - 524 pàgines
...every object to my eyes : For every shrub, and every blade of grass, And every pointed thorn, seem'd wrought in glass ; In pearls and rubies rich the hawthorns...While through the ice the crimson berries glow. The thick-sprung reeds, which watery marshes yield, Seem'd polish'd lances in a hostile field. The stag,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 554 pàgines
...every object to my eyes : , For every shrub, and every blade of gray, And every pointed thorn, secm'd wrought in glass; In pearls and rubies rich the hawthorns...While through the ice the crimson berries glow. The thick-sprung reeds, which watery marshes Scem'd polisb'd lances in a hostile field. [yield, The stag,... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 pàgines
....every object tt> my eyes : For everv shrub and every blade of grass, And evi jy pointed thorn seem'd wrought in glass •; In pearls and rubies rich the...While through the ice the crimson berries glow. The thick-sprung reeds, which watery marshes yield, Seem'd polish'd lances in a hostile field. The stag,... | |
 | Richard Lobb - 1817 - 430 pàgines
...the hawthorns show, While thro' the ice the crimson berries glow : The thick-sprung reeds the wat'ry marshes yield, Seem polished lances in a hostile field. The stag, in limpid currents, with surprize, Sees crystal branches on his forehead rise : The spreading oak, the beech, the towering pine,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 418 pàgines
...every object to my eyes : For every shrub, and every blade of grass, And every pointed thorn, seem'd wrought in glass; In pearls and rubies rich the hawthorns...While through the ice the crimson berries glow. The thick-sprung reeds, which watery marshes yield, Seem'd polish'd lances in a hostile field. The stag,... | |
 | 1820 - 190 pàgines
...every object to my eyes : For every shrub, and every blade of grass, And every pointed thorn seem'd wrought in glass; In pearls and rubies rich the hawthorns...While through the ice the crimson berries glow. The thick-sprung reeds, which watery marshes yield, . , Seem polish'd lances in a hostile field. The stag... | |
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While through the ice the crimson berries glow. The thick-sprung reeds the watery marshes yield Seem polished lances in a hostile field. The stag in limpid currents, with surprise Sees crystal branches on his forehead rise, The spreading oak, the beech,... 
