 | John Keble - 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 442
...ye, how close she veils her round, Not to be trac'd by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath ? Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet...star in evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ? Fourth Sunday in Lent. 105 Fondly we seek the dawning bloom On features wan and fair, — The gazing... | |
 | 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 208
...Mark ye how close she veils her round, Not to be trac'd by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath. Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast ? Or, when the summer's sun goes down, The first soft star in evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ? Fondly... | |
 | John Lindsay Adamson - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 256
...ye, how close she veils her round, Not to be trac'd by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath. Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet...star in evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ? But there's a sweeter flower than e'er Blush'd on the rosy spray — A brighter star, a richer bloom,... | |
 | 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 450
...Mark ye how close she veils her round, Not to be trac'd by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath. Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast ? Or, when the summer's sun goes down, The first soft star in evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ? Fondly... | |
 | Elizabeth Caroline Grey - 1846 - عدد الصفحات: 1042
...face in silence on her father's bosom. " Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast t Or when the summer sun goes down The first soft star in Evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest ?" and sweeter, brighter far than flower or star, must have been these first gleams of such a love... | |
 | Samuel Bowne Parsons - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 302
...close she veils her round, Not to be traced by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath ? Whoever 'saw the earliest Rose First open her sweet breast...no change can trace, But look away a little space, But there's a sweeter flower than e'er Bluslrd on the rosy spray — A brighter star, a richer bloom,... | |
 | Samuel Bowne Parsons - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 300
...close she veils her round, Not to be traced by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath ? Whoever saw the earliest Rose First open her sweet breast...gleaming crest ? Fondly we seek the dawning bloom But there's a sweeter flower than e'er Blush'd on the rosy spray — A brighter star, a richer bloom,... | |
 | Mrs. Grey (Elizabeth Caroline) - 1848 - عدد الصفحات: 134
...hid her face in silence on her father's " Who ever saw the earliest row First open her sweet breust ? Or when the summer sun goes down The first soft star in Evening's crown Light op her gleaming rrest." and sweeter, brighter far than flower or star Wust have been these first gleams... | |
 | Sarah Stock Farmer - 1855 - عدد الصفحات: 464
...Spirit of God who speaks to the soul, and the soul that hears and answers to the Spirit's voice. " Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet...The first soft star in evening's crown Light up her shining crest ? Fondly we seek the dawning bloom On features wan and fair,— The gazing eye no change... | |
 | John Keble - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 410
...ye, how close she veils her round, Not to be trac'd by sight or sound, Nor soil'd by ruder breath ? Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet...no change can trace, But look away a little space, But there's a sweeter flower than e'er Blush' d on the rosy spray — A brighter star, a richer bloom... | |
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Nor soil'd by ruder breath ? Who ever saw the earliest rose First open her sweet breast ? Or, when the summer sun goes down, The first soft star in evening's crown Light up her gleaming crest... 
