 | Cassell, ltd - 1870 - 146 oldal
...She dwelt on a wide moor — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door. You yet may spy the FAWN at play, The hare upon the green ; But the...afternoon ; The MINSTER-CLOCK has just struck two, At this the father raised his HOOK, And snapped a faggot band ; He plied his work, and Lucy took The... | |
 | James Cornwell - 1870 - 152 oldal
...dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a cottage door. You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green ; But the...will I gladly do ; 'Tis scarcely afternoon — The minster clock has just struck two, And yonder is the moon." At this the father raised his hook, And... | |
 | James Cornwell - 1870 - 156 oldal
...dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a cottage door. You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green ; But the...light Your mother through the snow." " That, father, wiU I gladly do ; 'Tis scarcely afternoon — The minster clock has just struck two, And yonder is... | |
 | Charles Bilton - 1870 - 108 oldal
...footmarks, one by one, Into the middle of the plank— And further there were none ! You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green ; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. COUNSEL FOR YOUNG GIRLS. NEVER be cast down by trifles. If a spider breaks his thread twenty times,... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1870 - 236 oldal
...face of Lucy Gray Will never more be feen. "To-night will be a ftormy night — You to the town muft go ; And take a lantern, child, to light Your mother through the fnow." "That, father, I will gladly do ; 'Tis fcarcely afternoon — The minfter clock has juft ftruck... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1871 - 622 oldal
...dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door ! ..— You yet may spy The hare upon the green ; But the sweet face of Lucy...will I gladly do ; 'Tis scarcely afternoon — The Minster clock has just struck two, And yonder is the moon." At this the father raised his hook And... | |
 | Edmund Routledge - 1871 - 196 oldal
...She dwelt on a wild moor — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door I You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green, But the...will be a stormy night — You to the town must go ; "That, father, will I gladly do! Tis scarcely afternoon — The minster clock has just struck two,... | |
 | 1871 - 378 oldal
...She dwelt on a wide moor, —The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door! You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. And take a lantern, child, to light Your mother through the snow.' ' That, Father, will I gladly do!... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1871 - 642 oldal
...She dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door ! You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green ; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more he seen. "To.night will he a stormy night— You to the town must 50 ; And take a lantern, Child, to... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1871 - 532 oldal
...footmarks half-way over, when the storm was loud and snow was a foot thick above the perilous pathway? " But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. Is that " straggling heap of unhewn stones " at Green-head-ghyll a remainder of the sheepfold reared... | |
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OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray : And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day The solitary child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door ! You yet may spy the... 
