 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 стор.
...part Of what from thee I learn. WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath. And feels its life in every limb, What...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 ! " O woe is. me ! oh misery !" 53 A simple child, dear brother Jim, 'That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, "What...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.
...from thee I learn. VoL. I. H 2WE AEE SEVEN. . A SIMPLE child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What...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.
...misery ! " O woe is me ! oh misery !" WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What...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, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 стор.
...misery ! Oh woe is me ! oh misery L" WE ARE SEFEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What...hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 стор.
...misery ! Oh woe is me ! oh misery I" WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And- feels its life in every limb, What...hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair... | |
 | 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.
...the next day, The little Orphan, Alice Fell! 21 IX. WE ARE SEVEN. -A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What...hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair;... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 стор.
...next da^y, The little Orphan, Alice Fell! IX. f WE ARE SEVEN. * -A SIMPLE 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, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl... | |
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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... 
