 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1808 - 168 lehte
...come Within earshot of thy hum, — All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, 20 With a net of shining haze Silvers the horizon wall,...softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With a color of romance, 25 And infusing subtle heats, Turns the sod to violets, Thou, in sunny solitudes,... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 lehte
...Parthenon, As the best gem upon her zone; THE CONCORD BRIDGE. PAGE 215. Tints the human countenance With a color of romance, And, infusing subtle heats, Turns...solitudes, Rover of the underwoods, The green silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 lehte
...Epicurean of June, Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, — All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, With a net of shining...softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With a colour of romance, And infusing subtle heats Turns the sod to violets, — Thou in sunny solitudes,... | |
 | John George Cochrane - 1844 - 636 lehte
...through seas to seek— I will follow thee alone, Thou animated torrid-zone! * # * When the south-wind, in May days, With a net of shining haze, Silvers the...softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With a colour of romance, And infusing subtle heats Turns the sod to violets— Rover of the underwoods,... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 264 lehte
...Epicurean of June ; Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, — All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, With a net of shining...softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With a color of romance, And, infusing subtle heats, Turns the sod to violets, Thou, in sunny solitudes,... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 244 lehte
...Epicurean of June, Wait I prithee, till I come Within ear shot of thy hum,— All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, With a net of shining...softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With a colour of romance, And, infusing subtle heats, Turns the sod to violets, Thou in sunny solitudes,... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 lehte
...Epicurean of June : Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, All without is martyrdom. When the south wind in May days, With a net of shining...solitudes, Rover of the underwoods, The green silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone,... | |
 | Thomas Powell - 1850 - 382 lehte
...prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, All without is martyrdom. When the south wind in May daya, With a net of shining haze, Silvers the horizon wall,...solitudes, Rover of the underwoods, The green silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tone,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 lehte
...Silvers the horizon wall. And with softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With a colour of romance, And infusing subtle heats Turns the sod...solitudes, Rover of the underwoods, The green silence dost displace With thy mellow breezy bass. Hot midsummer's petted crone, Sweet to me thy drowsy tune,... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 lehte
...Epicurean of June, Wait, I prithee, till I come Within ear-shot of thy hum — All without is martyrdom. When the South wind, in May days, With a net of shining...softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With a colour of romance, And, infusing subtle heats, Turns the sod to violets, Thou in sunny solitudes,... | |
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Sailor of the atmosphere, Swimmer through the waves of air. Voyager of light and noon, Epicurean of June, Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, — All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, With a net of shining haze... 
