 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 pagina’s
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs uoon the boughs, The Comet. 211 But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous... | |
 | English poems - 1870 - 722 pagina’s
...is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the...eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid- May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 pagina’s
...is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the...seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 pagina’s
...with the breezes blown 'I"hrough verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 40 I cannot sec what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the...grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthom, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest... | |
 | John Keats, Robert Gittings - 1995 - 324 pagina’s
...with the breezes blown 40 Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 5 I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the...guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows 45 The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast... | |
 | Keith D. White - 1996 - 224 pagina’s
...viewless wings of Poesy." In the next stanza Keats describes the darkness: I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of... | |
 | Nicholas Roe - 1998 - 344 pagina’s
...(4o) lead into the 'embalmed darkness' of reverie figured as a woodland bower in which the poet may guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child. The coming musk-rose, full of... | |
 | Jan Karon - 1997 - 372 pagina’s
...wall with its thrusting formations. " 'I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,' " she murmured, " 'nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, but,...each sweet wherewith the seasonable month endows.' Who said that?" "Will Rogers!" She laughed. "One more guess." "Joe DiMaggio?" "Keats!" "Aha." "How's... | |
 | William Harmon - 1998 - 386 pagina’s
...is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of... | |
 | Mary Oliver - 1998 - 212 pagina’s
...is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of... | |
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I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild... 
