 Awake, My fairest, my espoused, my latest found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight ! Awake : the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the...  Œuvres complètes - Page 304de François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - 1837Affichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | George Gregory - 1808 - 352 pages
...fairest, my espoused, my latest found, " Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight, " Awake; the morning shines, and the fresh field " Calls us; we...Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid sweet. " Such whisp'ring wak'd her, but with startled eye " On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake. For the thoughts... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 446 pages
...My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever-new delight, Awake ; the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we...colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweets. Such whispering wak'd her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake: O... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 398 pages
...spring; Our tender plants, how blow* the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy ree4> i 2 How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on...the bloom, extracting liquid sweet.* Such whispering wak'd her, but with startled cyw On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake: 1 O sole, in whom my thoughts... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 382 pages
...spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, 1 2 How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid sweet.' < O sole, in whom my thoughts find all repose, My glory, my perfection! glad I see Thy face, and morn... | |
 | John Milton - 1809 - 494 pages
...it is time : " The rofie morn long fince left Tithon's bed." TODD. Ver. 21. prime,] The p«W of the How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid fweeL 25 Such whilpering wak'd her, but with llartled eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus Ihe fpake.... | |
 | James Hervey - 1809 - 384 pages
...the prime, to mark how spring The tender plants, how blows the citron grove : What drops the myrth, and what the balmy reed ; How nature paints her colours ; how the bee S'rts on the bloom, extracting liquid sweets. How delightful is the fragrance ! It is distributed in... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 662 pages
...My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heav'n's last, best gift, my ever new delight, Awake ! the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we...citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy ree«l ¿ How Nature paints her colours ; how the bee Site on the bloom, extracting liquid sweets."... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 388 pages
...the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us: we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the...the bloom, extracting liquid sweet.' Such whispering wak'd her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake • ' O sole, in whom my thoughts... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 384 pages
...My fairest, my espous d, my latest found, Heav'n'slast best gift, my ever new delight 1 Awake: the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us: we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature... | |
 | William Hayley - 1810 - 484 pages
...My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight! Awake: The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature... | |
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