 Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river...  The Poetical Works of John Keats - Strana 207autor/autoři: John Keats - 1841 - 240 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | 1821 - 438 str.
..."Wtat are the songs of Spring ? Aye, where are they i Think not of them : thou hast thy music too; Vhik barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn -BIOM the river shallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light... | |
 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1820 - 574 str.
...brook ; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. III. ' Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they...too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft And full-grown lambs... | |
 | 1820 - 490 str.
...sof t-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosey hue ; Then in a wailful choir thcsmall goals mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives ordirs : And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn : Hedge crickets sing ; and now with treble... | |
 | 1842 - 622 str.
...where are they ? But, sober Autumn, thou hast music too— While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ;...aloft, Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn ; Hedge-crickets sing ; and now with treble soft... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - 234 str.
...with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring? aye, where are they? Think not of them; thou hast thy music too; While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue : Then in a wailful choir, the small gnats... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 424 str.
...laden head across a brook ; Or by a cyder press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of spring ? Ay,...hast thy music too ; While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue Then in a wailful choir the small gnats... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 476 str.
...laden head across a brook ; Or by a cyder press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of spring ? Ay,...hast thy music too ; While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue Then in a wailful choir the small gnats... | |
 | Mary Roberts - 1831 - 388 str.
...Polar regions, the delicious fruits of the torrid zone ? OCTOBER. ' Where are the songs of spring ? Ah, where are they ? Think not of them ; thou hast thy music too,— While barred clouds deck the soft dying day, And touch the stubble plain with rosy hue." KEATS. THE autumnal heavens are... | |
 | Edward Wedlake Brayley - 1834 - 428 str.
...words, the SOUL, is deep and into our hearts of our own decay ; but as poor Keats beautifully sings, Where are the songs of spring? Ay, where are they...hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble plain with rosy hue. We have understood, that objects in no fewer... | |
| |
