 | Choice poems - 1879 - 206 страници
...string of beads for counting prayers. Hence a love-rosary would be for remembrance of all the beloved. 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... | |
 | Mark Bracher - 1993 - 224 страници
...(ideologemes, fantasies) that can further reinforce and alter aspects of the audience's subjective economy: 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, Drows'd with the fume of... | |
 | 1995 - 324 страници
...later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er'brimnTd their clammy cells. ii Who hath not seen thee oft...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft'lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half'reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 страници
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, 10 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, Drows'd with the fume of... | |
 | Willard Spiegelman - 1995 - 234 страници
...valediction poses, or reposes, a workergoddess, his ultimate and most sublime embodiment of indolence: 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, Drows'd with the fume of... | |
 | John Keats, Robert Gittings - 1995 - 324 страници
...bees, 10 Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. 2 Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes...may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, 15 Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with... | |
 | Keith D. White - 1996 - 224 страници
...the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-bnmm'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, Drows'd with the fume of... | |
 | William Harmon - 1998 - 386 страници
...later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. II Who hath not seen thee oft...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... | |
 | Clara Calvo, Jean Jacques Weber - 1998 - 182 страници
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimmed 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, Drows'd with the fume of... | |
 | John McRae - 1998 - 172 страници
...bees, 10 Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes...may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, 15 Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind, Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with... | |
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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... 
