 | 1842 - 480 sider
...gems : And, near the boy, who, tired with play, Now nestling mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied mau dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a...child who fearless sat, Though never yet hath day-beam burn'il Upon a brow more fierce than that, — Sullenly fierce — a mixture dire, Like thunder-clouds... | |
 | Charles Stuart Savile (hon.) - 1842 - 876 sider
...folds of his balapoosh(lO) was soon sound asleep. CHAPTER IV. Though never yet hath daybeam burned Upon a brow more fierce than that — Sullenly fierce — a mixture dire, Like the thunder-clouds, of gloom and fire ! In which the Peri's eye could read Dark tales of many a ruthless... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1843 - 320 sider
...flowers or flying gems; — And, near the boy, who, tir'd with play Now nesting 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath day- beam burn'd Upon a brow more fierce than that, — Sullenly fierce — a mixture dire, Like thunder-clouds,... | |
 | 1844 - 784 sider
...republic. Barry's widow survived him many years, but he left no direct descendants. PARADISE AND THE PERI. SHE saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink. Then ewift his haggard brow he turned To the fair child who fearless sat, Though never yet hath day-beam... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1844 - 800 sider
...flow'rs or flying gems : — And, near the boy, who tir'd with play Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small imaret's rustic fount2 Impatient fling him down to drink. Then swift his haggard brow he turn'd To the fair child,... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1844 - 318 sider
...flowers or flying gems ;— And, near the boy, who, tir'd with play Now ncsliiig 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small Minaret's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink. Then swift his haggard brow he turn'd To... | |
 | 1845 - 614 sider
...flow'rs or flying gems: — And, near the boy, who tired with play Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...sat. Though never yet hath day.beam burn'd Upon a Vrow more fierce than that, — Sullenly fierce— a mixture dire, Like thunder clouds, of gloom and... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 482 sider
...winged flowers or flying gems; And near the boy, who, tired with play, Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...him down to drink. Then swift his haggard brow he turned To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath daybeam burned Upon a brow more fierce... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 sider
...winged flowers or flying gems ; And near the boy, who, tired with play, Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...rustic fount, Impatient, fling him down to drink. i . . Then swift his haggard brow he turned To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1845 - 492 sider
...flowers or flying gems; — And, near the boy, who, tir'd with play Now nesling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small Minaret's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink. Then swift his haggard brow he turn'd To... | |
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mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small imaret's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink. 
