 | George Stillman Hillard - 1878 - 400 oldal
...down, 5. The sweet song died, and a vague l unrest And a nameless longing filled her breast,— 6. A wish that she hardly dared to own For something better than she had known. 7. The Judge rode slowly down the lane, Smoothing his horse's chestnut mane. 8. He drew his bridle... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1878 - 412 oldal
...and rustic health. 3. Singing she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. 4. But, when she glanced to the far-off town, White from its hill-slope looking down, 5. The sweet song died, and a vague1 unrest And a nameless longing filled her breast, — 6. A wish... | |
 | Frank Honywell Fenno - 1878 - 426 oldal
...cl.ap. But when by chance her glances fell On a friend who had lately married well, Her spirits sunk, and a vague unrest And a nameless longing filled her breast— A wish she wouldn't have had made known, To have an establishment of her own. Tom Fudge came slowly through... | |
 | Thomas Edie Hill - 1879 - 398 oldal
...beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. But, when she glanced to the far-off town, White from...chestnut mane. He drew his bridle in the shade Of the apple-trees to greet ihe maid, And ask a draught from the spring that flowed Through the meadow across... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1879 - 556 oldal
...beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought; and her merry glee the mock-bird echoed from his tree. But when she glanced to the far-off town, white from...slowly down the lane, smoothing his horse's chestnut nmoo. lie drew his bridle in the ahade of the apple-trees, to greet the Maid, and ask a draught from... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1879 - 458 oldal
...beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. But when she glanced to the far-off town, White from...own, For something better than she had known. The Judge'rode slowly down the lane, Smoothing his horse's chestnut mane. He drew his bridle in the shade... | |
 | Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - 596 oldal
...echoed from his tree. i •.. • j; r. •• iii ' ' • The sweet song died, and a vague unrest lo And a nameless longing filled her breast, — A wish,...down the lane, Smoothing his horse's chestnut mane. 15 He drew his bridle in the shade Of the apple-trees, to greet the maid, And asked a draught from... | |
 | Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - 474 oldal
...wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. The sweet song died, and a vague unrest lo And a nameless longing filled her breast, — A wish,...down the lane, Smoothing his horse's chestnut mane. 15 He drew his bridle in the shade Of the apple-trees, to greet the maid, And asked a draught from... | |
 | Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - 480 oldal
...beauty and rustic health. 5 Singing she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. But when she glanced to the far-off town, White from...looking down, The sweet song died, and a vague unrest 1o And a nameless longing filled her breast, — A wish, that she hardly dared to own, For something... | |
 | 1879 - 80 oldal
...Corner of room in front of yon. But, when she glanced to the far-off town White from its hill-slope1 looking down, The sweet song died, and a vague unrest And a nameless longing rilled her breast — A wish, that she hardly dared to own, For something better than she had known.... | |
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MULLER, on a summer's day, Raked the meadow sweet with hay. Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth Of simple beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. But when she glanced to the far-off town,... 
