 What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers,...  Verse - Page 64by Andrew Marvell - 1872Full view - About this book
 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1825 - 392 pages
...chase, Still in a tree did end their race, Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do... | |
 | 1821 - 724 pages
...hope, in a talk of fountains and sundials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes. What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach.... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 pages
...chase, Still in a tree did end their race. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow : ugh many a dark and dreary vale They pass'd, and many a region dolorous, O'er many in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do... | |
 | 1825 - 392 pages
...chase, Still in a tree did end their race. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do... | |
 | Henry Southern - 1825 - 388 pages
...chase, Still in a tree did end their race. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 pages
...ehase, Still in a tree did end their raee. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow : 8t b in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luseious elusters of the vine I'pon ray mouth... | |
 | 1825 - 390 pages
...chase, Still in a tree did end their race. Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a Nymph, but for a reed. What wond'rous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do... | |
 | 1835 - 432 pages
...in a talk of fountains and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden-scenes : What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach.... | |
 | 1835 - 430 pages
...in a talk of fountains and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden-scenes : What wondrous life in this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their win:. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach.... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1836 - 362 pages
...awkwardly, I hope, in a talk of fountains, and sun-dials. He is speaking of sweet garden scenes : — What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach.... | |
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