 That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved lute's romantic sound ; Or crowns of living laurel weave, For those that win the race at eve. The shepherd's horn at break of day, The ballet...  The Pleasures of Memory, with Other Poems - Page 153by Samuel Rogers - 1810 - 167 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Thalia, Frederick Atkinson (of York) - English ballads and songs - 1790 - 234 pages
...builds and warblts there; Clofe by my cot (he tells her tale To ev'ry pafirng villager. The fquirrel- leaps from tree to tree, And Shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bow'rs, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1801 - 222 pages
...The huts peep o'er the morning-cloud, Perch'd, like an eagle's nest, on high. 167 ITALIAN SONG. DEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and...cot she tells her tale To every passing villager. : AN The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle-bowers,... | |
 | Goldfinch - 1805 - 276 pages
...ot my song shall be, Blow high, &c. BEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and warbles there, Close by my cot she tells her tale, To every...squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts ;u liberty. In orange groves, and myrtle bow'rs, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the... | |
 | Charles Brockden Brown - American literature - 1805 - 500 pages
...native vale, The ring-dove builds, and warble« there, Close by my cot she tells her tale, To ev'ry passing villager : The squirrel leaps from tree to tree. And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bow'rf, That breathe a gale of fragrance round. To charm the fairy-footed... | |
 | 1806 - 688 pages
...a re-perusal will ifford pleasure. Dear is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and warbles there; Close by my cot she tells her tale To every passing village fair. The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange prove*... | |
 | John Aikin - Ballads, English - 1810 - 386 pages
...little native vale, The ring-dove builds and warbles there ; Close by my cot she tells her tale To ev'ry passing villager. The squirrel leaps from tree to tree, And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bow'rs, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed Hours... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1816 - 276 pages
...With merry peals shall swell the breeze, And point with taper spire to heaven. AN ITALIAN SONG. BEAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and...And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1816 - 260 pages
...With merry peals shall swell the breeze, And point with taper spire to heaven. AN ITALIAN SONG. H)EAR is my little native vale, The ring-dove builds and...And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtle bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-fpoted hours With my loved... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - Memory - 1820 - 160 pages
...planets in their course. * The law of gravitation. AN ITALIAN SONG. DZA.R is my little native rale, The ring-dove builds and murmurs there, Close by my...And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange-groves and myrtl«-bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 pages
...merry peals shall swell the breeze, And point with taper spire to heav'n. XII. AN ITALIAN SONG. Dear is my little native, vale ; The ring-dove builds and...from tree to tree And shells his nuts at liberty. In orange groves and myrtle bowers, That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours... | |
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