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" OH fairest of the rural maids ! Thy birth was in the forest shades ; Green boughs, and glimpses of the sky, Were all that met thine infant eye. Thy sports, thy wanderings, when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild ; And all the beauty of the place Is... "
Promenades Littéraires: 6. série - Page 72
by Remy de Gourmont - 1926 - 238 pages
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The Atlantic Souvenir: A Christmas and New Year's Offering. 1826-1832

Gift books - 1826 - 402 pages
...maids! Thy birth was in the forest shades; — Green boughs, and glimpses of the sky, Were all that met thy infant eye. Thy sports, thy wanderings, when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild; And all the beauty of the place, Is in thy soul, and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks,...
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Flora's Interpreter, Or The American Book of Flowers and Sentiments

Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - Flower language - 1832 - 244 pages
...adorned her hair. filienstonr. SENTIMENT. Green boughs, and glimpses of the sky, Were all that met thy infant eye. Thy sports, thy wanderings when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild, And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks Is...
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Southern Literary Messenger, Volume 3

1837 - 830 pages
...Thy birth was in the forest shades ; Green boughs and glim¡aes of the sky Were alt that met thine infant eye. Thy sports, thy wanderings when a child Were ever in the sylvan wild ; ,1nd all the beauty of Ike place It tn thy heart and on t/iyfuce. The tvilight of the trees and rocks...
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Poems

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1836 - 288 pages
...maids ! Thy birth was in the forest shades ; Green boughs, and glimpses of the sky, Were all that met thy infant eye. Thy sports, thy wanderings, when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild ; And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks Is...
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Flora's Interpreter, Or, The American Book of Flowers and Sentiments

Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - Flower language - 1838 - 282 pages
...maids, , Thy birth was in the forest shades; Green boughs and glimpses of the sky Were all that met thy infant eye. Thy sports, thy wanderings, when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild, And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart, and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks Is...
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Poems

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1840 - 292 pages
...maids ! Thy birth was in the forest shades ; Green boughs, and glimpses of the sky, Were all that met thy infant eye. Thy sports, thy wanderings, when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild ; And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks Is...
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The Gentleman's Magazine, Volume 6

1840 - 326 pages
...! Thy birth was in the forest shades ; Green boughs and glimpses of the sky Were all that met thine infant eye. Thy sports, thy wanderings, when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild ; And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart, and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks Is...
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Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1847 - 520 pages
...maids! Thy birth was in the forest shades ; Green boughs, and glimpses of the sky, Were all that met thy infant eye. Thy sports, thy wanderings, when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild; And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks Is...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 380 pages
...maids ! Thy birth was in the forest shades ; Green boughs, and glimpses of the sky, Were all that met thy infant eye. Thy sports — thy wanderings — when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild : And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart, and in thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks Is...
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - American literature - 1850 - 384 pages
...maids ! Thy birth was in the forest shades ; Green boughs, and glimpses of the sky, Were all that met thy infant eye. Thy sports — thy wanderings — when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild : And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart, and in thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks Is...
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