 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1866 - 1010 pages
...boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as ehines the moon, A sheet of silver spreads below, And ewifl she cuts, at highest noon, Light clouds,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1873 - 730 pages
...sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Flout round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour,...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, O ! I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1875 - 392 pages
...to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round thedistant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as shines the moon,...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, 0, I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1876 - 599 pages
...boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, 0, I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake,... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - English poetry - 1879 - 296 pages
...north-wind, heave their foam, How sweet, at set of sun, to view Tliy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, Oh, I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1876 - 562 pages
...mantling blue Bloat round thedistant mountain's side. At midni>^h. hour, as shines the moon, A sheet Oi silver spreads below, And swift she cuts, at highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, 0, I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake,... | |
 | Henry Augustin Beers - American literature - 1878 - 510 pages
...boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, O, I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake,... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 pages
...set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, »nd sec the mist of mantling blue Float reand the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, Oh! I could ever sweep the oar, — When early birds at morning... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1879 - 300 pages
...boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant...highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths of purest snow. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, Oh, I could ever sweep the oar, When early birds at morning wake,... | |
 | English poetry - 1879 - 328 pages
...boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant mountain's side. At midnight hour, as shines the mo<jji, A sheet of silver spreads below, And swift she cuts, at highest noon, Light clouds, like wreaths... | |
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As blows the north wind, heave their foam, And curl around the dashing oar, As late the boatman hies him home. How sweet, at set of sun, to view Thy golden mirror spreading wide, And see the mist of mantling blue Float round the distant mountain's side... 
