 | British poets - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 512
...Where the soft season and iuviting clime Conspire to trouble your repose with rhyme. For wheresoe'er I turn my ravish'd eyes, Gay gilded scenes and shining...strung, That not a mountain rears its head unsung, Renown'd in verse each shady thicket grows, And every stream in heavenly numbers flows. liow am I pleas'd... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 490
...Where the soft season and inviting clime Conspire to trouble your repose with rhyme. For wheresoe'er I turn my ravish'd eyes, Gay gilded scenes and shining...around, And still I seem to tread on classic ground ; ?or here the Muse so oft her harp has strung, 'hat not a mountain rears its head unsung, '.enown'd... | |
 | William Fordyce Mavor - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...with poetic transport I survey Th' immortal tslands, and the well.known sea. For here so oft the mute her harp has strung, That not a mountain, rears its head unsung. I beg your pardon for this sally, and will, if I can, continue the rest of my account in plain prose.... | |
 | Abraham Cowley - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 314
...where the soft season and inviting clime conspire to tro'jble your repose with rhyme. For wheresoe'er I turn my ravish'd eyes, gay gilded scenes and shining...strung, that not a mountain rears its head unsung, renown'd in verse each shady thicket arrows, and every stream in heavenly numbers flows. How am I pleas'd... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 312
...where the soft season and inviting clime conspire to trouble your repose with rhyme. For wheresoe'er I turn my ravish'd eyes, gay gilded scenes and shining...strung, that not a mountain rears its head unsung, renown'd in verse each shady thicket grows, and every stream in heavenly numbers flows. How am I pleas'd... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 664
...Where the soft season and inviting clime Conspire to trouble your repose with rhyme. For whereso 'er 1 turn my ravish'd eyes, Gay gilded scenes and shining...still I seem to tread on classic ground; For here the Musí; so oft her hrrrp has strung, That not a mountain rears its head ansang, Renown'd in verse each... | |
 | Joseph Addison, Richard Hurd - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 542
...Where the soft season and inviting clime Conspire to trouble your repose with rhime. For wheresoe'er I turn my ravish'd eyes, Gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise, Poetick fields encompass me around, And still I seem to tread on classic ground; For here the muse... | |
 | Alexander Adam - 1812 - عدد الصفحات: 334
...feet; as, While dangers hourly round us rise, No caution guards us from surprise. Francis's Horace? Poetic fields encompass me around, And still I seem to tread on Classic ground; FT hire the Muse so oft her harp has strung, That not a mountain rears its head unsung. Ohs. 1. In... | |
 | Mary Hill (novelist.) - 1813 - عدد الصفحات: 464
...to rema quite passive and indifferent to evei thing that concerned them; . . CHAP. VII. Wheresoe'er I turn my ravish'd eyes, Gay gilded scenes and shining...r.ise; Poetic fields encompass me around, And still I seera to tread on classic ground. For here the Muse so oft her harp has strung, That not a mountain... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1814 - عدد الصفحات: 572
...breathed around, Every rock and hallowed fountain Murmured deep a solemn sound.'—Masons Ed.p. 23. ' Poetic fields encompass me around, And still I seem...strung, That not a mountain rears its head unsung. Renowned in verse each shady thicket grows, And every stream in heavenly numbers flows.' Addisons Letterfrum... | |
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I turn my ravish'd eyes, Gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise ; Poetic fields encompass me around, And still I seem to tread on classic ground ; For here the Muse so oft her harp has strung, That not a mountain rears its head unsung, Kenown'd... 
