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 Home Book of Verse for Young Folks - Strana 226autor/autoři: Burton Egbert Stevenson - 1915 - 538 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
| 1883 - 528 str.
...sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half -reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies,...wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 686 str.
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 734 str.
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from... | |
| John Keats - 1883 - 310 str.
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers; And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...wailful choir, the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from... | |
| John Keats - 1883 - 608 str.
...oozings hours by hours. J* Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they ? Think not of them, thpu hast thy music too,— While barred clouds bloom the...wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from... | |
| Thomas Humphry Ward - 1884 - 654 str.
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from... | |
| John Keats - 1884 - 420 str.
...soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the tume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and...— While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the... | |
| Gems - 1884 - 408 str.
...sometimes, like a gleaner, thon dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings...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 sallows,... | |
| John Keats - 1884 - 310 str.
...watchest the last oozings hours by hours. Q Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they ? Think npt of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred...wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from... | |
| John Keats - 1885 - 324 str.
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells. n. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...— While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the... | |
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