 Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be...  English Poetry: Volume 2 - Strana 6681910Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 str.
...Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt So sweetly to reposing bands Of Travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian...and may be again ! Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sung As if her song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending... | |
 | 1807 - 550 str.
...voice was ever heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo bird, Breaking the silence of the seas, Amongst the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she...and may be again ! Whate'er the theme, the maiden sung As if her song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at her work, An.! o'er the sickle bending;... | |
 | 1807 - 514 str.
...Amongst the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings ? Perhaps the plaintive numbers How For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long...and may be again ! Whate'er the theme, the maiden sung As if her song could have no ending ; 1 saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 str.
...Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt So sweetly to reposing bands Of Travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian...singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending ; — I listened till I had my fill : And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 str.
...what she sings ? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles loug ago : Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter...singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending ;— I listened till I had my fill: And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 str.
...spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides, i 4 Will no one tell me what she sings ? Perhaps the plaintive...singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending ; — I listened — motionless and still : And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart J bore, Long... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 482 str.
...weary bands Of Travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian Sands : Such thrilling voice was never heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking...singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending ; — I listened — motionless and still ; . And when I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore,... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 str.
...Travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian Sands. No sweeter voice was ever heard In spring-time ftpnn the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas...been, and may be again! Whate'er the theme, the Maiden Rang As if her song could have no ending; 1 saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending;... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 str.
...battles long ago : Or is it some more humble lay. Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again! Whate'er...singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending; — I listened — motionless and still,' And when I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1832 - 402 str.
...numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago ; Or is it some more humble lay,1 Familiar matter of to-day ? Some natural sorrow, loss,...singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending ; — I listened — motionless and still ; And when I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long... | |
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