 | John Keats - 1874 - 320 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 oo zings hours by hours. III. Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they ? Think not of them,... | |
 | 1874 - 332 oldal
...and more fair ........ 57 And in the weedy moat the heron, fond Of solitude, alighted .......... 59 And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook 61 My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky .......... 63 A sky of rose and gold was o'er... | |
 | 1876 - 564 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 —... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 870 oldal
...floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind : Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed uited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down-stairs...trusty sword When I do exercise.' Now Mrs Gilpin— oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou... | |
 | Charles Joseph Sherwill Dawe - 1877 - 392 oldal
...half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies ; while thy hook Spares the next swathe and 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... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1877 - 326 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, —... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 376 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, —... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 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...brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watehest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they ? Think... | |
 | 1878 - 446 oldal
...next swathe and all its twined flowers; And sometime, like a gleaner, thou dost keep Steady thy ladea 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 ? Aye, where are they : Think not of them,... | |
 | Bernard Marie Dupriez - 1991 - 572 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. Keats, 'Ode to Autumn' Unexpected or unconventional (see false -*, R1) prosopopoeia... | |
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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... 
