 | Robert Burns, James Currie - 1847 - 704 pàgines
...maun shield ; But thou, beneath the random bield* O' clod or stane. Adorns the histie" stibble-ßeld, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy...the share up-tears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless Maid, Sweet ßuv> Vet of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 614 pàgines
...stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawy bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head...the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless Maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd And... | |
 | Samuel Tyler - 1848 - 238 pàgines
...hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy tender stem ; " Thou in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawy bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head...share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies!" " Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet Jlotc'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And... | |
 | Jacob Abbott - 1848 - 352 pàgines
...mountain daisy. Summit of the MIl. There in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawy bosom sunward spread, Tboa lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thoa lies. Sach is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flowret of the rural shade! By love's simplicity... | |
 | Georges Hardinge Champion - 1849 - 548 pàgines
...Adoras thé histie STIBBLE-FIELD, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawy bosoms sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now thé SHIRE uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is thé fate of ar Hess Maid, Sweet FLOW'RET of... | |
 | Miss Colman (Pamela Atkins) - 1850 - 146 pàgines
...maun shield; But thou beneath the random bield O' clod or stane, Adorns the histic stibble- field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy. scanty mantle clad,...unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share upteara thy bed, And low thou lies 1 Poetry of Flowers. OH ! thou magic world of flowers, Fairy ministers... | |
 | Garland - 1850 - 152 pàgines
...field, Unseen, alone. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snowy bosom sunward spread, Thou lift'st thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, THE SOLDIER'S DREAM. Our bugles sung truce ; for the night cloud had lowered And the sentinel stars... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 pàgines
...But thou beneath the random-bield, O' clod or stane : Adorns the histie stibble field, Unseen, alaue. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread ; Thou liftst thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies.... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pàgines
...stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawy bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head...But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! BURNS. V. MAY. " IN a fine morning in spring, amid sunshine and fragrance, and the thousand voices... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 616 pàgines
...histie stibble-fleld, 449 There in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lids thy unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies! Such is the fato of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betrayed, And... | |
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O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate... 
