 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 стор.
...learn. WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath. And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 стор.
...oh misery !" 53 A simple child, dear brother Jim, 'That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, "What should it know of death ? I met...she said ; Her hair was thick with 'many a curl That cluster'd round "her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 стор.
...SE^EN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its Kfe in ever)- limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 стор.
...2WE AEE SEVEN. . A SIMPLE child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? I met...she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. • She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 стор.
...!" WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland Qrf And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 стор.
...WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And- feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met...fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 стор.
...L" WE ARE SEFEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met...fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And... | |
 | William Burdon - 1805 - 108 стор.
...dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What mould it knaw of death ?. I met a little cottage girl, She was eight years old, fhe faid ;:. Her hair was thick with many a curl That clufter'd round her head. She had a ruftic, woodland... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 стор.
...Alice Fell! 21 IX. WE ARE SEVEN. -A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met...fair, and very fair; •*—Her beauty made me glad. 22 " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 стор.
...child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? J met a little cottage Girl: She was eight years old,...fair, and very fair; ! — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And... | |
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A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had... 
