HAPPY is England ! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own ; To feel no other breezes than are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment The Eclectic Review - Side 231redigeret af - 1817Fuld visning - Om denne bog
| Anne Laurence, Joan Bellamy, Gill Perry - 2000 - 272 sider
...possessed of a power to divert the traveller's purposeful progression into gratifyingly aimless floating: Happy is England, sweet her artless daughters: Enough...whitest arms in silence clinging: Yet do I often warmly bur n to see Beauties of deeper glance, and hear their singing, And float with them about the summer... | |
| 1887 - 568 sider
...them to woo successfully from a distance. With reluctant steps we leave the Parks, and although we feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan, To sit upon an Alp as on a throne, with Mr. Fowler, time is short, and to Italy and the Alps we cannot go, whither the dull tribes of... | |
| James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1858 - 786 sider
...allegiance. We are stanch as admit that you have judged the the Six Hundred to their chief. XXV. Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment For skies Italian, and an inward groan To sit upon an Alp as ou a throne. The roving heart can never be of rosy grapes hung round a whitequite mastered. No pleaaantcr... | |
| James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1874 - 1088 sider
...pursuit, an evergnawing desire for the beloved mountains. For myself, whenever, as I often do, I vent ... an inward groan To sit upon an Alp as on a throne, it is accompanied, as in Keats' sonnet, by 'a langnishment for skies Italian.' The bright recollections... | |
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