 tis and ever was my wish and way To let all flowers live freely, and all die (Whene'er their Genius bids their souls depart) Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank...  In Portia's Gardens - Page 6by William Sloane Kennedy - 1897 - 232 pagesFull view - About this book
 | English essays - 1831 - 722 pages
...genius bids their souls depart, Among their kindred, in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank, And not reproached me ; the ever sacred cup Of the pure lily hath between my hands Felt safe, unsoil'd, nor lost one grain of gold."... | |
 | Walter Savage Landor - 1831 - 504 pages
...Genius bids their souls depart, Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproacht me ; the ever-sacred cup Of the pure lily hath between my hands Felt safe, unsoil'd, nor... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English periodicals - 1834 - 680 pages
...genius bids their souls depart. Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluckt the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon...Of the pure lily hath between my hands Felt safe, unsoil'd, nor lost one grain of gold. I saw the light that made the glossy leaves Most glossy ; the... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...genius bids their souls depart, Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproacht me ; the ever sacred cup Of the pure lily hath between my hands Felt safe, unsoil'd, nor... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...genius bid their souls depart, Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproach'd me ; the ever sacred cup Of the pure lily hath between my hands Felt safe, unsoil'd, nor... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...genius bid their souls depart, Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproach'd me ; the ever sacred cup Of the pure lily hath between my hands Felt safe, unsoil'd, nor... | |
 | Elizabeth Caroline Grey - 1848 - 340 pages
...What beautiful roses!" I never gather flowers ; with the poet I may say— " I never pluck the rose, the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank, And not reproached me, the ever sacred cup Of the pure lily hath between my hands Remained unsoiled, nor lost one grain of gold."... | |
 | Electronic journals - 1909 - 740 pages
...feeling of the sanctity of vegetable as of other life. Landor says : — I never ]iluok the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproacht me ; the ever-sacred cup Of the т ure lily hath between my hands Felt, sate, unsoiled. nor... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - English poetry - 1852 - 438 pages
...genina bids their souls depart, Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproacht me ; the ever sacred cup Of the pure lily hath between my hands Felt safe, unsoil'd, nor... | |
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