 | Eric Partridge - English poetry - 1924 - 284 pages
...Nature to her votary yields ? The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes te the eong of even, All that the dread magnificence of heaven, Oh, how canst thou renounce and hope... | |
 | David Nichol Smith - English poetry - 1926 - 744 pages
...Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of heaven,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1928 - 406 pages
...Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of heaven,... | |
 | American periodicals - 1857 - 872 pages
...that Nature to her votary yields, The warbling woodland, the resounding shor.e, The pomp of groves and garniture of fields, All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of heaven... | |
 | H. N. Fairchild - Literary Criticism - 2010 - 428 pages
...behind. O how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields! All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven,... | |
 | Lilla Maria Crisafulli, Cecilia Pietropoli - Law - 2007 - 281 pages
...which nature to her votary yields! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes the song of even; All that the mountain's shelt'ring bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence... | |
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