 SONG WHEN the voices of children are heard on the green And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And everything else is still. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of the night arise; Come, come,...  The Quarterly Review - Сторінка 111865Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1881 - 1046 стор.
...charm in its combined loveliness of quietude and animation : ' When the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My...down, And the dews of night arise ; Come, come, leave oft' play, and let us away, Till the morning appears in the skies." ' " No, no, let ns play, for it... | |
 | Monthly literary register - 1839 - 744 стор.
...following is simply and exquisitely beautiful : — NURSES' SONG. When the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest, within my breast, And every thing else is still. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night... | |
 | Alexander Gilchrist, Anne Burrows Gilchrist - 1863 - 366 стор.
...whisperings are in the dale, The clays of my youth rise fresh in my mind, My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; Your spring and your day are wasted in play, And your winter and night in disguise. THE SICK ROSE.... | |
 | William Blake - 1866 - 132 стор.
...whisperings are in the dale, The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind, My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; Your spring and your day are wasted in play And your winter and night in disguise. THE CLOD AND THE... | |
 | William Blake - 1874 - 194 стор.
...whisperings are in the dale, The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind, My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; Your spring and your day are wasted in play And your winter and night in disguise. THE CLOD AND THE... | |
 | John Cunningham Geikie - 1878 - 242 стор.
...the tomb, It is there, it is there, my child 1 " NURSE'S SONG. HEN the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And every thing else is still. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night... | |
 | Blackwood William and sons - 1884 - 184 стор.
...become bright red or golden. on the surface of the earth. 1. When the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My...rest within my breast, And everything else is still. 2. Then come home, my children, the sun has gone down, ii. " No, no, let us play, for yet it is day,... | |
 | Wilhelmina Lydia Rooper - 1884 - 80 стор.
...they fall around you, Like the summer rain. 10 NURSE'S SONG. When the voices of children are heard oil And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at...rest within my breast, And everything else is still. the green, Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise, Come, come,... | |
 | William Blake - 1885 - 330 стор.
...whisperings are in the dale, The days of my youth rise fresh in my min1 My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; Your spring and your day are wasted in play, And your winter and night in disguise. THE FLY. T ITTLEFly,... | |
 | William Blake - 1885 - 302 стор.
...whisperings are in the dale, The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind, My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; V Your spring and your day are wasted in play, THE FLY. .. T ITTLE Fly, •*-"' Thy summer's play... | |
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