 | 1853 - 560 oldal
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. KEATS. 25 Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they ? Think not of... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1853 - 548 oldal
...asleep, Drowsed wilh Ihe fume of poppies, while Ihy hook Spares the next swath and all its iwineil flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep...thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider-press, wilh palienl look, Thou walchest the last oozings, hour» by hours. Where are the songs of Spring?... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 oldal
...floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing-wind ; Or on a half reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the...keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours. Where are the songs... | |
 | Cortlandt Van Rensselaer - 1854 - 614 oldal
...half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while the hook Spares the next swath with all its twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner...cider-press with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they ? Think not of them, thou... | |
 | Cortlandt Van Rensselaer - 1854 - 592 oldal
...half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while the hook Spares the next swath with all its twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across n brook : Or by a cider-press with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where... | |
 | John Keats - 1855 - 416 oldal
...thy hook _ Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometime like a gleaner thou doat keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by...cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they ? Think not of them, thou... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 444 oldal
...granary-floor, Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the...brook ; , Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchcst the last oozings, hours by hours. Where arc the songs of Spring J Ay, where are they ? Think... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1856 - 794 oldal
...furrow sound asleep ! > Drows'd with the fumes of poppies ; while thy hook Spares the next swarth, and all its twined flowers ! And sometimes like a...brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou walcheat the last oozings, hours by hours ! " Where are the songs of Spring T Ay, where are they? Think... | |
 | 1856 - 754 oldal
...sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twmed flowers ; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or,, by a cyder -press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 oldal
...winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap 'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while the hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they ? Think not of them, thou... | |
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Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across... 
