 | Woodland - 1868 - 186 стор.
...winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou wat chest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of spring ? Ay, where are they ? Think... | |
 | Class-book - 1869 - 344 стор.
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats... | |
 | 1869 - 182 стор.
...sometimes like a gleaner thou dost peep, Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings,...barred clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue, Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows,... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, William Smith - 1869 - 420 стор.
...winnowing wind; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:...Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where aie the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1869 - 810 стор.
...while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thon dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or...cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozingp, hours hy hours. 1 "That the poetry of Keats is full of branties, that it evinces a most remarkable... | |
 | 1899 - 1078 стор.
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...hast thy music, too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, William Smith - 1850 - 492 стор.
...winnowing wind; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...hours. Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are theyf Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day,... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 стор.
...winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twine'd flowers...keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. ' It must have been... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 стор.
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twin&l flowers ; And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats... | |
 | John Keats, James Russell Lowell, Richard Monckton Milnes Houghton (baron).) - 1871 - 342 стор.
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they V And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among... | |
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Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day... 
