 | 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 648
...of the day, is the evening breeze ! " Spirit that breathest through my lattice ! thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day ! Gratefully flows...their spray, And swelling the white sail : I welcome theeTo the scorch'd land, thou wanderer of the sea ! " Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale... | |
 | Timothy Flint - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 696
...lattice, thou That cool'et the twilight of the sultry day ; Gratefully flows thy freshness round ray brow — Thou hast been out upon the deep at play,...Roughening their crests, and scattering high their And swelling the white sail. I welcome Ihee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the SOB '. ' Nor... | |
 | A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 496
...my heart dissolved. TO THE EVENING WIND. SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy...play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray,... | |
 | 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 660
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 | 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 650
...of the freedom of supenor genius. ' Spirit that breathest through my lattice — thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day — Gratefully flows...upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue wave till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray, And swelling the white sail.... | |
 | 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 952
...THE EVENING WIND. SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice— thou That cool'st the twilight of thé sultry day — Gratefully flows thy freshness round...upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue wave till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spny. And swelling the white sail.... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 288
...narrow glen, Shalt mock the fading race of men. LESSON XC. To the Evening Wind.—BRYANT. That eool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow; SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all... | |
 | 1834 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...brighter world than ours. TO THE EVENING WIND. SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy...And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea ! Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the... | |
 | 1834 - عدد الصفحات: 406
...WIND. Srurr that breatheat through my lattiee, thou That .-....;-: the twilight of the sultry day, v Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow ; Thou...day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their erests, and seattering high their spray, And swelling the white sail. I weleome thee To the seorehed... | |
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SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and... 
