 | 1830 - 504 sider
...of the deep blue sky ; From the night bird's lay through the starry time, In the groves of the sweet Hesperian clime, To the swan's wild note, by the Iceland lakes, When the dark fir bough into verdure breaks. From the streams and founts I have loosed the chain ; They are sweeping... | |
 | 1823 - 608 sider
...moss looks bright where my step has been. I have sent through the wood-paths a gentle sigh, And call'd out each voice of the deep blue sky, From the night-bird's...swan's wild note by the Iceland lakes, When the dark fir-bough into verdure breaks. From the streams and founts I have loosed the chain ; They are sweeping... | |
 | 1823 - 598 sider
...moss looks bright where my step has been. I have sent through the wood-paths a gentle sigh, And call'd out each voice of the deep blue sky, From the night-bird's...swan's wild note by the Iceland lakes, When the dark fir-bough into verdure breaks. They are flashing down from the mountain-brows, They are flinging spray... | |
 | 1823 - 622 sider
...moss looks bright where my step has been. I have sent through the wood-paths a gentle sigh, And call'd out each voice of the deep blue sky, From the night-bird's...swan's wild note by the Iceland lakes, When the dark fir-bough into verdure breaks. They are flashing down from the mountain-brows, They are flinging spray... | |
 | 1823 - 496 sider
...hare tent through the wood-path a gentle sigh, And call'd out each voice of the deep blue sky, I'rom the night-bird's lay through the starry time In the...swan's wild note by the Iceland lakes, When the dark fir-bough into verdure breaks. From the streams and founts I hare loosed the chain ; They are sweeping... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1823 - 598 sider
...been. I have sent through the wood-paths a gentle sigh, And call'd out each voice of the deep bide sky, From the night-bird's lay through the starry...the soft Hesperian clime, To the swan's wild note by me Iceland lakes, When the dark fir-bough into verdure breaks. From the streams and founts 1 have loosed... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 sider
...moss looks bright where my step has been. I have sent through the wood-paths a gentle sigh, And call'd out each voice of the deep blue sky, From the night-bird's...swan's wild note by the Iceland lakes, When the dark fir-bough into verdure breaks. From the streams and founts I have loosed the chain ; They are sweeping... | |
 | 1824 - 514 sider
...out each voice of the deep bine sky, From the night bird's lay thro' the starry time, In the graves of the soft Hesperian clime, To the swan's wild note...the Iceland lakes, '•'*.• • ' When the dark fir bough with verdure breaks. From the streams and founts I have loosed the chain, They are sw eeping... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1825 - 472 sider
...wood-paths a gentle sigh, And call'd out each voice of the deep blue sky, From the nightbird's lay thro' the starry time, In the groves of the soft Hesperian...swan's wild note by the Iceland lakes, When the dark fir-bough into verdure breaks. From the streams and founts I have loos'd the chain, They are sweeping... | |
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I have sent through the wood-paths a gentle sigh, And called out each voice of the deep blue sky, From the night-bird's lay through the starry time, In the groves of the soft Hesperian clime, To the swan's wild note by the Iceland lakes, When the dark... 
