 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...divine; Type of the wise, who soar, but never roam — True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home ! WE ARE SEVEN. A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its...she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | Flowers - 1835 - 174 oldal
...own degraded doom, And wait till Heaven's reviving light, Eternal Spring ! shall burst the gloom. LV. WE ARE SEVEN. A SIMPLE child, That lightly draws its...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad : Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - 226 oldal
...fainter grew, With hollow voice he cried — Dear mother, if I'd minded you, I need not now have died. WE ARE SEVEN. -A simple child, That lightly draws...thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be ?" " How many 7 Seven in all," she said And... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 oldal
...for our hero a requiem of fire ! 42. WE ARE SEVEN. — Wordsworth. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...old, she said : Her hair was thick with many a curl She had a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair, — Her... | |
 | 1837 - 860 oldal
...prose, with the sweeter breathings of gentle poesy, when he sings of A simple child That lightly drawi its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What...was thick, with many a curl, That clustered round ber head. She bad a mystic woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1839 - 302 oldal
...rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink-a-tink ! Mary Howitt. 35.— WE ARE SEVEN. (A simple child dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be ?" " How many ? seven in all," she said, And,... | |
 | Ellen Pickering - 1839 - 212 oldal
...HART. Printed by Haswell, Barrington, and Haswell. , NAN BARREL L; on, THE GIPSY MOTHER. CHAPTER I. I met a little cottage girl, She was eight years old,...she said. Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head, She had a rustic, woodland air, . And she was wildly clad ; Her face was... | |
 | Book - 1841 - 164 oldal
...feels its life in ev'ry breath — • What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage-girl ; She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl, That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; " Sisters and brothers,... | |
 | Childhood - 1841 - 384 oldal
...care, And halls of marble, huts of earth, All homes alike endeared and fair ! WE ARE SEVEN. WORDSWORTH. A simple child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limh, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl: She was eight years old she said... | |
 | 1842 - 480 oldal
...sing this rustic lay, Could tell with self-dissatisfaction Quaint stories of the bird's attraction ! WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, That lightly draws its...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clusterM round her head. She had a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly clad : Her eyes were fair,... | |
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I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. 
