| James Gates Percival - 1821 - 366 pages
...wide, And see the mist of mantling blue tjoat round the distant mountain's side. At midnight-hour, as shines the moon, A sheet of silver spreads below,...wreaths of purest snow; On thy fair bosom, silver lalce ! 0 .' cou!d I ever sweep the oar, 130 BOAT SONG, 22WE rest at Peter's point to night — Rlow... | |
| James Gates Percival - 1823 - 418 pages
...of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as shines...of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake ! O ! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake, And evening tells us toil is o'er.... | |
| James Gates Percival - 1823 - 414 pages
...of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as shines...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. "HOW beautiful is Night!'' A smile is on her brow; Her eyes of dewy light Look out, serenely bright,... | |
| 1829 - 436 pages
...of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as shines...of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake ! O ! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake, And evening tells us toil is o'er.... | |
| George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 pages
...of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as shines...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. THE LILY. I HAD found out a sweet green spot, Where a lily was blooming fair ; The din of the city... | |
| John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 286 pages
...of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as shines...moon, A sheet of silver spreads below, And swift she cutg at highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake! O!... | |
| Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 440 pages
...sun, to view Thy golden mirror, spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue, Float round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as shines...of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake ! O ! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake, And evening tells us toil is o'er.... | |
| Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 432 pages
...sun, to view Thy golden mirror, spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue, Float round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as shines...of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake ! O ! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake, And evening tells us toil is o'er.... | |
| 1834 - 402 pages
...of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as shines...wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake ! 0 ! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake, And evening tells us toil is o'er.... | |
| 1834 - 406 pages
...of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as shines...moon, A sheet of silver spreads below, And swift she euts, at highest noon, Light elouds, like wreaths of purest snow On thy fair bosom, silver lake I OII... | |
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