 | Marc Berley - 2000 - 440 str.
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 | Kristin Rygg - 2000 - 310 str.
...Belmont: How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become...harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in... | |
 | Alexander Bain - 2000 - 319 str.
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 | James De Mille - 2000 - 598 str.
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 | Michael Counsell - 2001 - 218 str.
...Traherne HOW sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become...harmony: Sit, Jessica; look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in... | |
 | Andrea Olmstead - 2001 - 438 str.
...lines: How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become...harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou beholds't But in... | |
 | 顏元叔 - 2001 - 838 str.
...How sweet the mornlight sleeps upon the bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creeps in our ears @ soft stillness and the night Become...harmony: Sit Jessica, @ look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patens of bright gold, There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his... | |
 | Peter Quennell, Hamish Johnson - 2002 - 246 str.
...sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank. Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep ¡n our ears. Soft stillness and the night Become the...harmony. Sit Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patens of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his... | |
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How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines... 
