 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...  Scribners Monthly - Page 581873Full view - About this book
 | English essays - 1831 - 722 pages
...With a short extract from one of the minor poems we conclude our panegyric : " It is and ever was rr.y wish and way, To let all flowers live freely, and...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."... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English periodicals - 1834 - 680 pages
...without them her best stores. They bring me tales of youth and tones of love, And 'tis and ever was my wish and way To let all flowers live freely, and all...Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluckt the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken with my breath upon its bank And not reproached me;... | |
 | 1837 - 612 pages
...interest — and accordingly these lines will be read with pleasure: — ' And 'tis and ever was my wish and way To let all flowers live freely and all...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, unsoiled, nor... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1837 - 606 pages
...all die, Whene'er their genius bids their souls depart, Among their kindred in their native place. / 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, unsoiled, nor... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...without them her best stores. They bring me tales of youth and tones of love, And 'tis and ever was my wish and way To let all flowers live freely, and all...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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 336 pages
...without them her hest stores. They bring me tales of youth and tones of love, And 'tis and ever was my wish and way To let all flowers live freely, and all die, Whene'er their genius hids their souls depart, Among their kindred in their native place. I never pluck the rose ; the violet's... | |
 | Robert Southey - Children's stories - 1838 - 456 pages
...of sweet scents, he says, They hring me tales of youth, and tones of love ; And 'tis and ever was my wish and way To let all flowers live freely and all die, Whene'er their Genius hids their souls depart, Among their kindred in their native plaee. I never pluek the rose ; the violet's... | |
 | Henry Gardiner Adams - 1844 - 274 pages
...Another writer, who has drunk deeply from the well of inspiration, says — " And 'tis, and ever was my wish and way To let all flowers live freely, and all...never pluck the rose ; the violet's head Hath shaken witb my breath upon its bank And not reproached me ; the ever sacred cup Of ttie pure lily hath between... | |
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