 | 1834 - 406 pàgines
...boatman hies turn home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant...moon, A sheet of silver spreads below, And swift she euts, at highest noon, Light elouds, like wreaths of purest snow On thy fair bosom, silver lake I OII... | |
 | 1836 - 496 pàgines
...boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to Tiew Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue, Float round the distant...moon, A sheet of silver spreads below, And swift she cute, at highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, О... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1839 - 322 pàgines
...Float round the distant mountain's side. A SYRIAN DESERT. 95 5 At midnight hour, as shines the moon, 0 A sheet of silver spreads below ; And swift she cuts,...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. 6. On thy far bosom, silver lake ! Oh ! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 pàgines
...boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, O ! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake,... | |
 | 1843 - 322 pàgines
...boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue, Float round the distant...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, O! could I ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 278 pàgines
...him home. RED JACKET. 27 How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, Oh ! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning... | |
 | Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 pàgines
...boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue, Float round the distant...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, Oh ! could I ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning... | |
 | Salem Town - 1845 - 296 pàgines
...boatman hies him home. £} How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, O ! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake,... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1847 - 456 pàgines
...boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And sec the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, O ! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake,... | |
 | Salem Town - 1847 - 420 pàgines
...New York, c Swan ; an aquatic bird, generally of a beautiiul white color, but sometimes black. 11* 5. At midnight hour, as shines the moon, A sheet of silver...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. 6. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, O! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning... | |
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As blows the north wind, heave their foam, And curl around the dashing oar, As late the boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant mountain's side... 
