 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 608 pages
...snake Can shelter in so cool a brake. Child of the sun ! he loves to lie 'Mid Nature's embers, parched and dry, Where o'er some tower in ruin laid, The pecpul...oft that sacred gloom, Glows the geranium's scarlet bloom,* And winds our path through many a bower Of fragrant tree and giant flower; The ceiba's crimson... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - 564 pages
...loves to lie 'Midst Nature's embers, parch'd and dry, Where o'er some tower in ruin laid, The peepul spreads its haunted shade ; Or round a tomb his scales...oft that sacred gloom, Glows the geranium's scarlet bloom 1, And winds our path through many a bower Of fragrant tree and giant flower ; The ceiba's crimson... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 626 pages
...loves to lie 'Mid Nature's embers, parched and dry, Where o'er some tower in ruin laid, The peepul spreads its haunted shade ; Or round a tomb his scales...oft that sacred gloom, Glows the geranium's scarlet bloom,* And winds our path through many a bower Of fragrant tree and giant flower; The ceiba's crimson... | |
 | James Silk Buckingham - 1828 - 620 pages
...loves to lie 'Mid nature's embers, parched and dry, Where, o'er some tower in ruin laid, The peepul spreads its haunted shade ; Or round a tomb his scales...oft that sacred gloom, Glows the geranium's scarlet bloom ; And winds our path through many a bower -Of fragrant tree and giant flower ; The ceiba's crimson... | |
 | 1828 - 636 pages
...loves to lie 'Mid nature's embers, parched and dry, Where, o'er some tower in ruin laid, The peepul spreads its haunted shade ; Or round a tomb his scales...oft that, sacred gloom, Glows the geranium's scarlet bloom ; And winds our path through many a bower Of fragrant tree and giant flower ; The ceiba's crimson... | |
 | James Silk Buckingham - 1828 - 628 pages
...loves to lie 'Mid nature's embers, parched and dry, Where, o'er some tower in ruin laid, The peepul spreads its haunted shade ;. Or round a tomb his scales...oft that sacred gloom, Glows the' geranium's scarlet bloom ; And winds our path through many a bower Of fragrant tree and giant flower ; The ceiba's crimson... | |
 | 1828 - 588 pages
...he loves to lie 'Mid nature's embers parch'd and dry, Where o'er some tower in ruin laid. The peepul spreads its haunted shade ; Or round a tomb his scales...oft that sacred gloom, Glows the geranium's scarlet bloom,* And winds our path through many a bower Of fragrant tree and giant flower; The ceiba's crimson... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1828 - 618 pages
...loves to lie 'Mid nature's embers, parched and dry, Where o'er some tower in ruin laid, The peepul spreads its haunted shade ; Or round a tomb his scales...oft that sacred gloom, Glows the geranium's scarlet bloom, And winds our path through many a bower Of fragrant tree and giant flower ; The ceiba's crimson... | |
 | 1828 - 598 pages
...loves to lie 'Mid Nature's embers, parched and dry, Where o'er some tower in ruin laid, The peepul spreads its haunted shade ; Or round a tomb his scales...oft that sacred gloom, Glows the geranium's scarlet bloom,* And winds our path through many abower Of fragrant tree and giant flower ; The ceiba's crimson... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - 340 pages
...loves to lie 'Mid nature's embers parch'd and dry, Where o'er some tower in ruin laid, ' The peepul spreads its haunted shade, Or round a tomb his scales...bough, Where gemming oft that sacred gloom, Glows tn*e geranium's scarlet bloom, And winds our path through many a bower Of fragrant tree and giant flower... | |
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Mid Nature's embers, parched and dry, Where o'er some tower in ruin laid, The peepul spreads its haunted shade ; Or round a tomb his scales to wreathe, Fit warder in the gate of death ! Come on ! Yet pause! behold us now Beneath the bamboo's arched bough... 
