| James Thomson - 1793 - 300 Seiten
...every joy, The wifh of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath 155 Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves Of aspin tall. Th' uncurling floods, diffus'd In glassy breadth, seem thro' delusive lapse Forgetful... | |
| James Thomson - 1800 - 302 Seiten
...every hope and every joy , The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods , Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves. Of aspin tall. Th'uncurling floods , difFus'd In glassy breadth , seem thro' delusive lapse... | |
| James Thomson - 1802 - 320 Seiten
...ev'ry hope and ev'ry joy, The wish of nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm; that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves Of aspin tall. Th' uncurling floods, diffus'd In glassy breadth, seem through delusive lapse... | |
| James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1802 - 368 Seiten
...every hope and every joy, The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm; that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many twinkling leaves Of aspin tall. Th' uncurling floods, difFus'd tn glassy breadth, seem through... | |
| James Thomson - 1802 - 344 Seiten
...every hope and every joy, The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze' Into a perfect calm; that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many twinkling leaves Of aspin tall. Th' uncurling floods, diffus'd In glassy breadth, seem through... | |
| James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804 - 232 Seiten
...every joy, The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm, that not a breath 155 Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many twinkling leaves Of aspin tall. Th' uncurling floods, diffus'd In glassy breadth, seem, through... | |
| James Thomson - 1806 - 242 Seiten
...every joy, The wish of nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm; that not a breath 155 Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves Of aspin tall. Th'uncurling floods, diffus'd In glassy breadth, seem thro' delusive lapse Forgetful... | |
| Cabinet - 1808 - 524 Seiten
...every hope and every joy, The wish of nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm, that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many twinkling leaves Of aspin tall. Th' uncurling floods, diffus'd In glassy breadth, seem through... | |
| James Thomson - 1813 - 346 Seiten
...every joy, The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm; that not a breath 155 Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves Of aspin tall. Th' uncurling floods, diffus'd In glassy breadth, seem through delusive lapse... | |
| 1839 - 894 Seiten
...every hope and every joy, The wish of nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm, that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling, turn the many trembling leaves Of aspen tall. The uncurling floods, diffused In glassy breadth, run through... | |
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