 | William Wordsworth - 1853 - 300 str.
...grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay...with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday ;— V ^ Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd Boy ! Ye blessed Creatures, I... | |
 | 1854 - 456 str.
...grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay...me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd boy 1 IV. Ye blessed creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with... | |
 | 1854 - 588 str.
...the little children have nn instinct for the spring, and foel it to the very tips of their fingers. "All the earth is gay -, Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity." spring ; and when we can spare a moment from money-getting, or fame-getting, perhaps we shall establish... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 str.
...grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay...me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd boy ! IVc Ye blessed creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1855 - 704 str.
...grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay...Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd-boy ! rv. Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens... | |
 | 1855 - 458 str.
...grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay...joy, Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou }iappy Shepherd boy ! IV. Ye blessed creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 str.
...grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay...Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd-boy ! Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1858 - 550 str.
...grief of mine the season wrong : I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay...holiday ;— Thou child of joy, Shout round me, let mo hear thy shoots, thou happy shepherd boy ' Iv. Ye blessed creatures, I have heard the call Ye to... | |
 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 str.
...wrong : I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart oi May Doth every beust keep holiday ;-- Thou child of joy, Sliout round me, lot me hear thy shouts,... | |
 | William Hone - 1859 - 880 str.
...knowing from whence the impulse of happiness that they feel proceeds, or whither it tends. In short, ' All the earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves...with the heart of May Doth every beast keep holiday :' while man, man alone, lets the season come without glorying in it ; and when it goes he lets it... | |
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No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity... 
