| William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 страници
...Are faces that attest the same ; And kindle, like afire new stirr'd, At sound of ROB ROY'S name. 10 THE SOLITARY REAPER. Behold her, single in the field,...for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. e. No Nightingale did ever chaunt So sweetly to reposing bands Of Travellers in some shady haunt, Among... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 страници
...ROY'S name. THE SOLITARY REAPER. Behold her, single in the field, Ton solitary Highland Lass ! Heaping and singing by herself ; Stop here, or gently pass...overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt So sweetly to reposing bands Of Travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian Sands : No sweeter voice... | |
| 1807 - 550 страници
...an evil-minded poet, Disturbs the rest of all who know it. THE SOLITARY REAPER. BEHOLD her, tingle in the field, Yon solitary Highland lass! Reaping...gently pass ! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, Andsinp a melincholy strain; O listen ! for the vale profound Is orerflowinp with the sound. No Nightingale... | |
| William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...do now, the Cabin small, The Lake, the Bay, the Waterfall ; And Thee, the Spirit of them all ! XIX. THE SOLITARY REAPER. BEHOLD her, single in the field,...overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt So sweetly to reposing bands Of Travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian Sands : No sweeter voice... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...do now, the Cabin small, The Lake, the Bay, the Waterfall ; And Thee, the Spirit of them all ! XIX. THE SOLITARY REAPER. BEHOLD her, single in the field,...! Alone she cuts, and binds the grain, And sings a melanqholy strain ; O listen ! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. \ ii.i .,. .'!... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 страници
...do now, the Cabin small, The Lake, the Bay, the Waterfall ; And Thee, the Spirit of them all ! XXII. THE SOLITARY REAPER. BEHOLD her, single in the field,...overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt So sweetly to reposing bands Of Travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian Sands : No sweeter voice... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1827 - 482 страници
...sweetness with the thought Of travelling through the world that lay Before me in my endless way. VII. THE SOLITARY REAPER. BEHOLD her, single in the field,...Travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian Sands : Such thrilling voice was never heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of... | |
| Eliza Robbins - 1828 - 408 страници
...sometimes, as Mr. Wordsworth supposes, of battles long ago, and sometimes/amt'/tar matter of to-day. " Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland...and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain ; Oh listen! for the vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No nightingale did ever chaunt So... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 страници
...the world that lay Before me in my endless way. THE SOLITARY REAPER. RBHOLD her, single in the 6eld, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by...and binds the grain. And sings a melancholy strain; 0 listen ' for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever cliaunt More... | |
| British poets - 1828 - 838 страници
...this lonely place. THE SOLITARY REAPER. BEHOLD her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland-Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently...and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain ; 0 listen ! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt So... | |
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