 | George Eliot - 1860 - 382 páginas
...well if we had had no childhood in it, — if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our...loved because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellow-brown foliage of the oaks between me and the blue sky, the white... | |
 | 1860 - 600 páginas
...well if we had had no childhood in it, — if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our...because it is known ? " The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellow-brown foliage of the oaks between me and the blue sky, the white... | |
 | 1860 - 656 páginas
...— if it were not the earth where the same flowers uome up again every spring that we used to guther with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves...because it is known ? "The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellow-brown foliage of the oaks between me and the blue sky, the white... | |
 | George Eliot - 1860 - 478 páginas
...so well if we had had no childhood in it — if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our...crops. What novelty is worth that sweet monotony where every thing is known, and loved because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1860 - 606 páginas
...so well if we had had no childhood in it — if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our...crops. What novelty is worth that sweet monotony where every thing is known, and loved because it is known ? " The wood I walk in on this mild May-day, with... | |
 | George Eliot - 1860 - 384 páginas
...as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass—the same hips and haws on the autumn hedgerows—the same redbreasts that we used to call " God's birds,"...loved because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellow-brown foliage of the oaks between me and the blue sky, the white... | |
 | 1860 - 598 páginas
...so well if we had had no childhood in it,—if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our...tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass—the same hips aud haws on the autumn hedgerows—the same redbreasts that we used to call '... | |
 | George Eliot - 1860 - 476 páginas
...so well if we had had no childhood in it—if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our...tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass—the same hips and haws on the autumn hedgerows—the same redbreasts that we used to call "... | |
 | Mary Ann Evans - 1867 - 628 páginas
...well if we had had no childhood in it, — if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our...loved because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellow-brown foliage of the oaks between me and the blue sky, the white... | |
 | George Eliot - 1870 - 816 páginas
...if it " // ivas one rf fh'h' Ji.tjty tnirnings.* were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our...that sweet monotony where everything is known, and loced because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellowbrown foliage... | |
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We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it — if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass — the... 
