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" 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,... "
Old Portraits and Modern Sketches - Page 100
by John Greenleaf Whittier - 1850 - 304 pages
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English ...

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 pages
...so Only that she might laurel grow : And Pan did after Syrinx speed Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine j The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass,...
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places, and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1862 - 592 pages
...Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph but for a seed. What wondrous life in this I lead! Eipe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of...Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, the curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language

1863 - 982 pages
...so Only that she might laurel grow : And Pan did after Syrinx speed Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness ; The mind, that ocean where each...
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Favourite English Poems: Chaucer to Pope, 1350-1700

1863 - 362 pages
...Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, Xo name shall but our own be found. What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The...reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flow'rs, I Jail on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness : The...
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Early English poems, Chaucer to Pope

English poems - 1863 - 364 pages
...own l1e found. • What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The lusc1ous clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their...reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flow'rs, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness : The...
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Early English Poems, Chaucer to Pope: Chiefly Unabridged; Illustrated with ...

1863 - 478 pages
...Fair trees ! where'er your barks I wound, No name shall but our own be found. What wondrous life in this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head. The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do cnish their wine. The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on...
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The Lady's Friend, Volume 4

Mrs. Henry Peterson - 1864 - 908 pages
..."What wondrous life is this I lead! Raro apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vino Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and...my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons аз I pnee, Insnared with flowers, I full on grass. " Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws...
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"Under Green Leaves.": A Book of Rural Poems

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 116 pages
...so, Only that she might laurel grow ; And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness...
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Prose Works of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 1

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1866 - 498 pages
...whole party, for Marvell had all the wits on his side." The Bishop further remarks, that Marvell's satire " gave occasion to the only piece of modesty..." Here at this fountain's sliding foot, Or at the fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide. Theie like...
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Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 pages
...so, Only that she might laurel grow : And Pan did after Syrinx speed, Not as a nymph, but for a reed. What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop...as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness ; The mind, that ocean where each...
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