| 1821 - 534 páginas
...heart; And I envy thy stream as it glides along Through its beautiful banks, in a trance of song. Though forced to drudge for the dregs of men, And scrawl...crowd, Where the sons of strife are subtle and loud : I sometimes come to this quiet place, To breathe the air that ruffles thy face, And gaze upon thee... | |
| 1821 - 276 páginas
...heart; And I envy thy stream as it glides along Through its beautiful banks, in a trance of song. Though forced to drudge for the dregs of men, And scrawl...crowd, Where the sons of strife are subtle and loud ; I sometimes come to this quiet place, To breathe the air that ruffles thy face, And gaze upon thee... | |
| 1822 - 496 páginas
...along. Through its beautiful banks, in a trance of song. Tho' forc'd to drudge for the dregs of menAnd scrawl strange words with the barbarous pen ; And...crowd, Where the sons of strife are subtle and loud) 1 sometimes come to this quiet place, To: breathe the air that ruffles thy face, And gaze upon thee... | |
| John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 páginas
...And I envy thy stream as it glides along Through its beautiful banks, in a trance, of song. Though forced to drudge for the dregs of men, And scrawl...crowd, Where the sons of strife are subtle and loud ; I sometimes come to this quiet place, To breathe the air that ruffles thy face, And gaze upon thee... | |
| 1831 - 548 páginas
...of song. Though forced to drudge for the dregs of men, And scrawl strange words with the barharous pen, And mingle among the jostling crowd, Where the sons of strife are subtle and loud — I often come to this quiet place, To breathe the airs that ruffle tby face, And gaze upon thee... | |
| 1832 - 542 páginas
...And I envy thy stream, as it glides along, Through its beautiful banks in a trauce of song. Though forced to drudge for the dregs of men, And scrawl...crowd, Where the sons of strife are subtle and loud — I often come to this quiet place, To breathe the airs that ruffle thy face, And gaze upon thee... | |
| 1832 - 540 páginas
...stream, as it glides along, Through its beautiful banks in n trance of song. Though forced to drudee for the dregs of men, And scrawl strange words with...crowd, Where the sons of strife are subtle and loud — I often come to this quiet place, To Breathe the airs that ruffle thy face, And gaze upon thee,in... | |
| 1834 - 402 páginas
...And I envy thy stream, as it glides along, Through its beautiful banks, in a trance of song. Though forced to drudge for the dregs of men, And scrawl...crowd, Where the sons of strife are subtle and loud — I often come to this quiet place, To breathe the airs that ruffle thy face, And gaze upon thee... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 páginas
...And I envy thy stream, as it glides along, Through its beautiful banks in a trance of song. Though forced to drudge for the dregs of men, And scrawl...crowd, Where the sons of strife are subtle and loud — I often come to this quiet place, To breathe the airs that ruffle thy face, And gaze upon thee... | |
| John Keese - 1840 - 304 páginas
...And I envy thy stream, as it glides along, Through its beautiful banks in a trance of song. Though forced to drudge for the dregs of men, And scrawl...crowd, Where the sons of strife are subtle and loud — I often come to this quiet place, To breathe the airs that ruffle thy face, And gaze upon thee... | |
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