Pour'd through the mellow horn her pensive soul: And dashing soft from rocks around Bubbling runnels join'd the sound; Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or, o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round an holy calm diffusing, Love... The poetical works of William Collins, with observations of dr. Langhorne ... - Page 91 by William Collins - 1827 Full view -
|