 And sent'st him back to me with bruised wings. We spirits only show to gentle eyes, We ever ask an undivided love, And he who scorns the least of Nature's works Is thenceforth exiled and shut out from all. Farewell! for thou canst never see me more.  The Writings of James Russell Lowell: Poems - Página 128por James Russell Lowell - 1890Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | James Russell Lowell - 1917 - 662 páginas
...130 Me, who would fain have blessed thee with a love More ripe and bounteous than ever yet Filled up with nectar any mortal heart : But thou didst scorn my humble messenger. And sent' et him back to me with bruised wings. We spirits only show to gentle eyes, We ever ask an undivided... | |
 | Charles Ernest Chadsey, Charles Lyle Spain - 1920 - 396 páginas
...nevermore Shalt thou behold me or by day or night, More ripe and bounteous than ever yet Filled up with nectar any mortal heart: But thou didst scorn...love, And he who scorns the least of nature's works Is henceforth exiled and shut out from all. Farewell ! For thou canst never see me more." Then Rhoecus... | |
 | Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1921 - 450 páginas
...1 Me, who would fain have blessed thee with a love More ripe and bounteous than ever yet Filled up with nectar any mortal heart: But thou didst scorn...works Is thenceforth exiled and shut out from all. 120 Farewell! for thou canst never see me more." Then Rhoecus beat his breast, and groaned aloud, And... | |
 | William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck - 1922 - 600 páginas
...gentle eyes, We ever ask an undivided love, 115. The«aly, one of the divisions of ancient Greece. And he who scorns the least of Nature's works Is thenceforth...all. Farewell! for thou canst never see me more." MO Then Rhœcus beat his breast, and groaned aloud, And cried, "Be pitiful! forgive me yet This once,... | |
 | Edwin Greenlaw, William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck - 1922 - 600 páginas
...130 Me, who would fain have blessed thee with a love More ripe and bounteous than ever yet Filled up with nectar any mortal heart; But thou didst scorn...messenger, And sent'st him back to me with bruised wings. 135 We spirits only show to gentle eyes, We ever ask an undivided love, 115. Tbeaaaly, one of the divisions... | |
 | William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck - 1922 - 676 páginas
...heart; But thou didst scorn my humble messenger, And sent'st him back to me with bruised wings. 135 We spirits only show to gentle eyes, We ever ask an undivided love, 115. Tbeuily, one of the divisions of ancient Greece. And he who scorns the least of Nature's works... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - 1922 - 1920 páginas
...'3° Me, who would fain have blessed thee with a love More ripe and bounteous than ever yet Filled up with nectar any mortal heart : But thou didst scorn...all. Farewell ! for thou canst never see me more." M» Then Rhoecus beat his breast, and groaned aloud. And cried, " Be pitiful ! forgive me yet This... | |
 | Edwin Greenlaw, William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck - 1927 - 602 páginas
...heart; But thou didst scorn my humble messenger, And sent'st him back to me with bruised wings. 135 We spirits only show to gentle eyes, We ever ask an...all. Farewell! for thou canst never see me more." 140 Then Rhoecus beat his breast, and groaned aloud, And cried, "Be pitiful! forgive me yet This once,... | |
 | James Russell Lowell, Horace Elisha Scudder - 1924 - 522 páginas
...bonntcons than evpr yet Filled up with nectar any mortal heart: But thou didst scorn my humble ger, And sent'st him back to me with bruised wings. We...love, And he who scorns the least of Nature's works Is theneeforth exiled and shut out from all. Farewell I for thou canst never see me Then Rhcecus beat... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1925 - 412 páginas
...night, Me, who would fain have blessed thee with a love More ripe and bounteous than ever yet Filled up with nectar any mortal heart ; But thou didst scorn my humble messenger, And sent'st him back to me witli bruised wing*. We spirits only show to gentle eyes, We ever ask an undivided love. And he who... | |
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