 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 Seiten
...That whistles in the wind. WE ARE SEVEN. A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And fi-cls ils life in every limb, What should it know of death?...cottage Girl: She was eight years old, she said; Her li in was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, -woodland air, And... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 Seiten
...wantonly The many-coloured images impressed Upon the bosom of a placid lake. WE ARE SEVEN. A SIMPLE l, that dreadful sight : So swift, so pure, .so cold,...They pierced my frame with icy wound. And all that cottage-girl: She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered... | |
 | 1828 - 188 Seiten
...girl, She was eight fears old, she said ; Hor heir was thick with many a carl, That clustered round h?r head. She had a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her face was fair, and very fair, Her beauty matte me glad! Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1832 - 706 Seiten
...mid; an. *) W с are seven. — — A simple child That lightly, draws its breath, And feels its lue in every limb, What should it know of death? I met...were fair, and very fair; Her beauty made me glad. 25o ftnb fíe benn? — Äomm, fng' mir bee; 9îur fte&en, unb nid)t meljv; 3u Sonroai; rooíjnen jmet... | |
 | Flowers - 1835 - 174 Seiten
...wait till Heaven's reviving light, Eternal Spring ! shall burst the gloom. LV. WE ARE SEVEN. A SIMPLE child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad : Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - 226 Seiten
...voice he cried — Dear mother, if I'd minded you, I need not now have died. WE ARE SEVEN. -A simple child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its...thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be ?" " How many 7 Seven in all," she said And... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 Seiten
...for our hero a requiem of fire ! 42. WE ARE SEVEN. — Wordsworth. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...old, she said : Her hair was thick with many a curl She had a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair, — Her... | |
 | 1837 - 860 Seiten
...prose, with the sweeter breathings of gentle poesy, when he sings of A simple child That lightly drawi its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What...was thick, with many a curl, That clustered round ber head. She bad a mystic woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 Seiten
...pace, " But slow and steady wins the race." WE ARE SEVEN. — A simple Child, That lightly draws his breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should...eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made be glad. " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ? " " How many ? Seven in all," she... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1839 - 302 Seiten
...rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink-a-tink ! Mary Howitt. 35.— WE ARE SEVEN. (A simple child dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be ?" " How many ? seven in all," she said, And,... | |
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SEVEN. -A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl: She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head.... 
