 Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide! He shew'd me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow; He led me through his gardens fair Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus...  Californian Illustrated Magazine - Page 4501893Full view - About this book
 | Essays - 1885 - 250 pages
...hold in check. — February 1884. [far another version and notes see Appendix, p. 182. ] BY W. BLAKE. How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted...lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow ; And led me through his garden fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings... | |
 | Literature, Modern - 1885 - 224 pages
...hold in check. — February 1884. [For another version and notes see Appendix, p. 182. ] BY W. BLAKE. How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted...lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow ; And led me through his garden fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings... | |
 | Literature, Modern - 1885 - 226 pages
...hold in check. — February 1884. {For another version and notes see Appendix, p. 182.] BY W. BLAKE. How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted...lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow ; And led me through his garden fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings... | |
 | English poetry - 1885 - 668 pages
...The fleeces of our flocks are covered with Thy sacred dew; protect them with thine influence ! SONG. How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted...lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow; And led me through his gardens fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings... | |
 | Thomas Young Crowell - English poetry - 1885 - 702 pages
...The fleeces of our flocks are covered with Thy sacred dew; protect them with thine influence ! SONG. How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted...of Love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide. And led me through his gardens fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings... | |
 | William Blake - English poetry - 1885 - 330 pages
...produced by Blake before he was fourteen years old. It is merely entitled " A Song," and runs thus — " How sweet I roamed from field to field And tasted...Prince of Love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide I " He showed me lilies for my hair, And Hushing roses for my brow ; He led me through his garden fair,... | |
 | William Blake, Richard Herne Shepherd - 1887 - 182 pages
...had no tears to shed ; She hugg'd it to her breast, and groan'd her last. SONG. HOW sweet I roam'd from field to field And tasted all the summer's pride,...Love beheld Who in the sunny beams did glide ! He shew'd me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow ; He led me through his gardens fair Where... | |
 | William Blake, Richard Herne Shepherd - 1887 - 224 pages
...hugg'd it to her breast, and groan'd her last. SONG. HOW sweet I roam'd from field to field And tastqd all the summer's pride, Till I the Prince of Love beheld Who in the sunny beams did glide ! He shew'd me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow ; He led me through his gardens fair Where... | |
 | American poetry - 1889 - 532 pages
...stone Tell where I lie. ' ALEXANDER POPE, A SONG. ( IVrittt* be/ore the author wasfnxrtten years alii.) How sweet I roamed from field to field And tasted...blushing roses for my brow; He led me through his garden fair. Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings are wet. And Phoebus... | |
 | Charles Wells Moulton - American poetry - 1889 - 536 pages
...stone Tell where I lie. ALEXANDER POPE. A SONG. ( Written before the author wai fourteen years old.) How sweet I roamed from field to field And tasted...blushing roses for my brow; He led me through his garden fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May-dews my wings are wet, And Phoebus... | |
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