| Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 794 Seiten
...reap'd furrow sound asleep ! Draws' d with the fumes of pqnpies ; while thy hook Spares the next awanh, and all its twined flowers! And sometimes like a gleaner,...thy laden head, across a brook; Or by a cider-press, wiih patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours ! •" Where are the songs of Spring... | |
| Half hours - 1847 - 580 Seiten
...winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...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... | |
| John Keats - 1847 - 280 Seiten
...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...Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they l . Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 Seiten
...asleep, Drowsed u ith the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its Iwined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep...brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watches! the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the song» of Spring? Ay, where are they Î Think... | |
| George Croly - 1849 - 416 Seiten
...winnowing wind ; Or in a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours. Where are the songs... | |
| William Ewart - 1849 - 94 Seiten
...bees ; Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. 2. Where are the songs of spring ? Ay, where are they...Think not of them. Thou hast thy music too. While floating clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 Seiten
...winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy Professor Richardson of Glasgow (who wrote я critique on Hamilton in the th Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch... | |
| 1852 - 782 Seiten
...reap'd furrow sound asleep ! Drows'd with the fumes of poppies ; while thy hook Spares the next swarth, should have had a right to complain.—There is somewhere...there is music in heaven, in those dismal regions p thevT Think not of them ! Thou hast th While barred clouds bloom the so And touch the stubble-plains... | |
| Naturalist pseud, Edward Wilson (M.A., F.L.S.) - 1852 - 444 Seiten
...winnowing wind ; Or in a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath, and all its twined flowers...keep Steady thy 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... | |
| Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 Seiten
...winnowing wind : Or , on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies , while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...keep Steady thy 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... | |
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