 | Thomas Medwin - Poets, English - 1824 - 372 pages
...world's wilderness, And his own thoughts along that rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown,...whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew,) Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasp'd... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1824 - 574 pages
...world's wilderness, And his own thoughts along that rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown,...whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew,) Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasp'd... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - British - 1824 - 314 pages
...rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansics overblown, And faded violets, white and pied and blue;...whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew,) Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasp'd... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - England - 1824 - 496 pages
..., .1 gling, and enforcing the quarantine laws. This view was bounded by an immense extent of the ~ His head was bound with pansies overblown. And faded...and blue, And a light spear topp'd with a cypress .pone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tressee grew, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew,)... | |
 | Great Britain - 1825 - 494 pages
...world's wilderness, And his own thoughts along that rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown,...whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew), Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasp'd... | |
 | Thomas Medwin - 1825 - 578 pages
...wilderness, And his own thoughts along that rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and tlieir prey. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And...cypress cone, (Round whose rough stem dark ivy tresses grew, Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew,) Vibrated as the ever beating heart Shook the weak... | |
 | Poets, English - 1825 - 422 pages
...rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey. " His head was bound with fancies overblown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and...whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noon-day dew), Vibrated, as the ever-beating 'heart Shook the weak hand that grasp'd... | |
 | Poets, English - 1825 - 422 pages
...raging hounds, their father and their prey. " His head was bound with fancies overblown, And'faded violets, white, and pied, and blue ; And a light spear,...whose rough stem dark ivy tresses shone, Yet dripping with the forest's noon-day dew), Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasp'd... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...sun smiles brighlly: on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break. XXXIII. : topped with a cypress cone. Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yel dripping with the forest's... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...blood, even while the Ьилтг, break. ХХХШ. His head was bound with paneies over-fctewu And laded > { ƛ 6 wrw. Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tress« gré» Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew Vibrated,... | |
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Is it not broken? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly: on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break. 
