 He led me through his gardens fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage; He caught me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden cage. He loves to sit and hear me sing; Then, laughing,...  Hours at Home - Seite 561870Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1865 - 810 Seiten
...pleasures grow. } With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden cage....out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty. To our thinking the finest verses penned by Blake are thoso addressed to a tiger ; and whoever will... | |
 | Alexander Gilchrist, Anne Burrows Gilchrist - 1863 - 366 Seiten
...pleasures grow. With sweet May dews my wings were wet, And Phcebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden cage....out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty. SUNG. MEMORY, hither come, And tuno your merry notes ; And, while upon the wind Your music floats,... | |
 | 1865 - 538 Seiten
...pleasures grow. • With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, » And shut me in his golden...out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty. To our thinking the finest verses penned by Blake are those addressed to a tiger ; and whoever will... | |
 | 1865 - 516 Seiten
...fir'd юv vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And shat me in his golden cage. По ¡oves to sit and hear me sing, Then, laughing, sports and...out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty. To onr thinking tho finest verses penned by Blake aro those addressed to a tiger ; and whoever will... | |
 | William Blake - 1868 - 122 Seiten
...pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden cage....stretches out my golden wing And mocks my loss of liberty. j SONG. MY silks and fine array, My smiles and languish'd air By love are driven away ; And mournful... | |
 | 1869 - 562 Seiten
...pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden cage....sing, Then laughing, sports and plays with me ; Then stretching out his golden wing And mocks my loss of liberty. This boy came home one evening from an... | |
 | 1869 - 550 Seiten
...pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden cage....sing, Then laughing, sports and plays with me ; Then stretching out his golden wing And mocks my loss of liberty. This boy came home one evening from an... | |
 | Edward Everett Hale - 1873 - 780 Seiten
...May-dews my wings were wet, And Phabus hid my vocal rage : He caught me in his silken net, And shut ma in his golden cage. He loves to sit and hear me sing,...out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty." At the age of fourteen it becomes necessary for the lad to do something for his own support ; and his... | |
 | Edward Everett Hale - 1873 - 772 Seiten
...May-dews my winga were wet, And Phoebus hid my vocal rage : He caught me in his silken net, And shut mo in his golden cage. He loves to sit and hear me sing,...plays with me ; Then stretches out my golden wing, And mncks m/ loss of liberty." At the age of fourteen it becomes necessary for the lad to do something... | |
 | William Blake - 1874 - 194 Seiten
...pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage ; He caught me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden cage....Then stretches out my golden wing And mocks my loss ofliberty. SONG. MY silks and fine array, My smiles and languish'd air By love are driven away ; And... | |
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