Once again I see' These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild: these pastoral farms, Green to the very door; and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees ! With some uncertain notice, as might seem Of... Poems of Wordsworth - Strana 240autor/autoři: William Wordsworth - 1879 - 60 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
| William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 str.
...themselves, Nor, with their green and simple hue, disturb The wild green landscape. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines...these pastoral farms Green to the very door ; and wreathes of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees, And the low copses — coming from the... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 str.
...little lines Of sportive wood run wild ; these pastoral farms Green to the very door ; and wreathes of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees,...woods, Or of some hermit's cave, where by his fire The hermitjata alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 str.
...themselves, Nor, with their green< and simple hue, disturb The wild green landscape. Oisce again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines...; these pastoral farms Green to the very door; and wreathes of smoke Sent up, in silenee, from among the trees, With some uncertain notice, as might seem,... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 str.
...hue,.disturb The wild green landscape. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines i .' Of sportive wood run wild, these pastoral farms Green...hermit's cave, where by his fire. The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye:... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 str.
...little lines Of sportive wood run wild ; these pastoral farms Green to the very door ; and wreathes of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees,...Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind man's eye... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 str.
...lose themselves Among the woods and copses, nor disturb The wild green landscape. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines...these pastoral farms Green to the very door ; and wreathes of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees, With some uncertain notice, as might seem,... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 str.
...lose themselves Among the woods and copses, nor disturb The wild green landscape. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines...Hermit's ca.ve, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind mun's eye... | |
| William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 str.
...lose theraselvea Among the woods and copses, nor disturb The wild green landscape. Once again I see These hedge-rows^ hardly hedge-rows, little lines...Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 str.
...lose themselves Among the woods and copses, nor disturb The wild green landscape. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines...Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye... | |
| William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 str.
...lose themselves Among the woods and copses, nor disturb The wild green landscape. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines...Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye... | |
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