 | 1844 - 276 páginas
...To bend with apples the moss'd cottage trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core. * * * * Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too ; White harr'd clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue. Then, in... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 páginas
...; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watches* the last opziugs hoars by hours. Where ore the songs of spring ? Ay, where are they ? Think not...hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soil-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 682 páginas
...head, across a brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours ! " Where are the songs of Spring! Ay, where...gnats mourn Among the river sallows ; borne aloft Or suiking, as the light wind lives or dies ! And full grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn ; H«dge-crickets... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 páginas
...head across a brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are...in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river-sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 páginas
...MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. 115 Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are...in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river-sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 páginas
...oozings hours by hours. Where are the songs of spring ? Ay, where are they 1 Think not of them, thou host thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying...aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown Iambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing ; and now with treble soft The redbreast... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1846 - 332 páginas
...across a brook ; Or, by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of spring ? Ay, where are...barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue : Then, in a wailful choir, the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows,... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 794 páginas
...watchest the last oozings, hours by hours ! •" Where are the songs of Spring 1 Ay, where are they r Think not of them ! Thou hast thy music too ; While...bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains wiih rosy hue ! 'Then in a wailful choir the small gnati mourn Among the river gallows; borne aloft... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 páginas
...head across a brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are...aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn ; Hedge-crickets sing ; and now with treble soft The redbreast... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 páginas
...Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they l . Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While...aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bouni; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast... | |
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Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river... 
