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" Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor... "
Monthly Review; Or New Literary Journal - Страница 341
под редакцията на - 1820
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The jewel, sacred, domestic, narrative and lyrical poems selected from ...

Jewel - 1839 - 352 страници
...summer has o'er brimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft beneath thy store? Sometime whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind, As on a half-reap 'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume...

The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 страници
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a gmnary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Dr on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,...

The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 страници
...cease, For Summer has о'ег-brimm'd their clammy cells. Who halh not seen thee oil amid thy slore ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a hnlf-rcap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume...

The Poetical Works of John Keats

John Keats - 1841 - 254 страници
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume...

Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

1842 - 480 страници
...the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume...

Cyclopædia of English literature, Том 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 страници
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume...

The Living Age, Том 263

1909 - 844 страници
...thatch-eaves run; To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes...Thee 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...

Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Том 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 страници
...summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometime«, en-bower the bride And bridemaids singing are : And hark ! the little vesper bel soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume...

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 страници
...the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells, Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ' Sometimes...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a ir<1i ,iii -M furrow sound asleep, [hook Drowsed with the...

Contributions to the Edinburgh Review

Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 794 страници
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. " Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes,...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half reap'd furrow sound asleep ! Draws' d with the fumes...




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