 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 240 стор.
...it leaves behind. The blackbird in the summer trees. The lark upon the hill, l*t loose their carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. "With...happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free : Vol. II. I 129 But we are press'd by heavy laws, And often, glad no more, We wear a face of joy,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 стор.
...,ct loose- their carols when they please* '^&rc quiet when they will. " With Nature never do tJiey wage A foolish strife; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free: !1..>•• •. i. -.\. " But we are press'd by heavy laws, And often, glad no more, • We wear a... | |
 | 1894 - 576 стор.
...blackbird amid leafy trees, The lark above the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are silent when they will. With Nature never do they wage A foolish...happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free.' It would never have entered into the head of Thomson or of Cowper to write such lines as these. In... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 стор.
...The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose their enrols when tliey'please, Are quiet when they will, " With Nature never do they...happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free : '' But we are pressed by heavy laws ; And often, glad no more, We wear a face of joy, because We... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 стор.
...leaves behind. " The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they "please, Are quiet when they will. " With...Nature never do they wage A foolish strife ; they see r A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free : " But we are pressed by heavy laws ; And... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 326 стор.
...it leaves behind. The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. With nature...happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free I But we are pressed by heavy laws; And often, glad no more, We wear a face of joy, because We have... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 316 стор.
...it leaves behind. The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. With nature...strife; they see A happy youth, and their old age Ig beautiful and free ! But we are pressed by heavy laws; And often, glad no more, We wear a face of... | |
 | 1819 - 808 стор.
...please, Are quiet when they will. * One who had died of a broken heart. «' With nature do they never wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free." " Down to the vale this water steers, How merrily it goes, 'Twill murmur on a thousand years, And flow... | |
 | 1819 - 792 стор.
...please, Are quiet when they will. * One who had died of a broken heart. S " With nature do they never wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free." " Down to the vale this water steers, How merrily it goes, 'Twill murmur on a thousand years, And flow... | |
 | 1819 - 782 стор.
...please, Are quiet when they will. * One who had died of a broken bent. " With nature do they never wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age Ii beautiful and free." " Down to the vale this water steers, How merrily it goes, Twin murmur on a... | |
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The blackbird amid leafy trees, The lark above the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free. 
