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" For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die. "
The Ohio Cultivator - Page 189
by S.D. Harris - 1858
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The Family friend [ed. by R.K. Philp].

Robert Kemp Philp - 1855 - 936 pages
...make it sweet." But the brightest gem of the poem is the following invocation of the Voice to Maud : "Come into the garden, Maud, for the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the gaiden, Maud. I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the inusk...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5, Part 1

Ireland - 1855 - 724 pages
...flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gnte alone ; And the woodbine spices are waftad abroad, And the musk of the roses blown. For a breeze of morning moves, And tbe planet of Love is on hiph, Beginning to faint in the light that ahe loves On a bed of daffodil...
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Maud, and Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1855 - 176 pages
...sweet will right) On a blushing mission to me, Saying in odor and color, 'Ah, be XX. MAUD. XXI. 1. COME into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night,...are wafted abroad, And the musk of the roses blown. 2. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light...
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Maud, and Other Poems

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - English poetry - 1855 - 180 pages
...read her sweet will right) On a blushing mission to me, Saying in odor and color, ' Ah, be XXI. 1. COME into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night,...are wafted abroad, And the musk of the roses blown. 2. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light...
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The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5

Ireland - 1855 - 1416 pages
...Smelling of musk and of insolence," to which we have already referred. The lines are as follow : — Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night,...Maud, I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine apices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the roses blown. lor • breeze of morning mores, And the...
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The Irish quarterly review, Volume 5

1855 - 1428 pages
...Insolence," to which we have already referred. The lines are as follow : — Come Into the garden, Maud, Fur the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden,...here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafwd abroad, And the inuak of the roses blown. For a breeze of morning more*. And the planet of Love...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 78

England - 1855 - 812 pages
...those of Thalaba, when the enchantress sung to him as she spun : — 14 Come Into the garden. Mend, For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the...Maud, I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine ftplces are wafted abroad, And tho musk of the roses blown. For a breeze of morning moves, And the...
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Sweet Home: Or, Friendship's Golden Altar

Frances E. Percival - Gift books - 1856 - 294 pages
...was true philosophy ! I learned a lesson from that poor woman which I shall not soon forget. A SONG. COME into the garden, Maud ; For the black bat, Night,...are wafted abroad, And the musk of the roses blown. I AM FOEGOTTEN 135 I AM FORGOTTEN NOW. THE autumn leaves are perishing, The winter winds have come...
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Sweet Home: Or, Friendship's Golden Altar

Frances E. Percival - Gift books - 1856 - 294 pages
...from that poor woman which I shall not soon forget. A SONG. COME into the garden, Maud ; For the bkck bat, Night, has flown : Come into the garden, Maud...are wafted abroad, And the musk of the roses blown. I AM FORGOTTEN NOW. THE autumn leaves are perishing, The winter winds have come To chill the waves...
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Dwight's Journal of Music, Volumes 7-8

John Sullivan Dwight - Music - 1856 - 428 pages
...South, Koses are her cheeks, And a rose lier mouth. II. Come into the garden, Mnud, For the black but, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone; And the woodbine spices nre wafted abroad, And the musk of the roses blown. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of...
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