 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 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. Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they ? Think not of them, thou... | |
 | John Dennis - 1865 - 344 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 across a brook ; Or by a eider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. " Where are the songs... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1866 - 300 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...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... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 oldal
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swathe 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. Where are the songs of Spring ? Aye, where are they ? Think not of them, thou... | |
 | John Rolfe - 1867 - 404 oldal
...pow'r, And justly set the gem above the flow'r. POPE. Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the...cider-press, with patient look Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring ? Ah, where are they ? Think not of them : thou... | |
 | William Henry Davenport Adams - 1867 - 160 oldal
...fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the nest swathe, 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, hour by hour. '' And while watching its keen, sweet cider draughts, its purple grapes, its... | |
 | Woodland - 1868 - 186 oldal
...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 wat chest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of spring ? Ay, where are they ? Think... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1868 - 328 oldal
...while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometimes like a gleaner thon dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or, by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thon watchest the last oozings, honrs by honrs. Where are the songs... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, William Smith - 1869 - 420 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...cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where aie the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou... | |
 | Class-book - 1869 - 344 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. 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... 
