 | Anthony Trollope - 1872
...from my sight ; And I pluck'da hollow reed, And I made a rural pen, And I stain'd the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every child may joy to hear. In these lamb-like moods Blake has no rival. There is a poem of his, narrating how a number of little... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1874
...d from my sight. And I pluck'da hollow reed, And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs, Every child may joy to hear. Blake. THE SNOW-DROP; OR, THE RESURRECriON OF THE BODY. TELL, if thou canst, how yonder flower To life... | |
 | William Blake - 1874
...from my sight ; And I pluck'da hollow reed, And I made a rural pen, And I stain'd the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every child may joy to hear. THE SHEPHERD. HOW sweet is the shepherd's sweet lot ; From the morn to the evening he strays ; He shall... | |
 | Child life - 1874
...from my sight, And I plucked a hollow reed, And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear ; And I wrote my happy songs Every child may joy to hear. — William Blake. SONG OF THE ELFIN MILLER. FULL merrily rings the millstone round, Full merrily rings... | |
 | 1906
...from my sight ; And I plucked a hollow reed. And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every child may joy to hear. A new note indeed for that shallow, superficial, and intensely artificial age ! The mock pastoral died... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876
...from my sight ; And I plucked a hollow reed, And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, ey The Lamb. — From the same. Little lamb, who made thee ? Dost thou know who made thee, Gave thee life... | |
 | John Cunningham Geikie - 1877
...from my sight, And I plucked a hollow reed, And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear ; And I wrote my happy songs, Every child may joy to hear. WILLIAM BLAKE. THE ROOKS. THE DIPHTHONGS. OI, moist, purloin', exploit', soil, spoil, noise, rejoice'.... | |
 | John Cunningham Geikie - 1878
...from my sight, And I plucked a hollow reed, And I made a rural* pen, And I stained the water clear ; And I wrote my happy songs, Every child may joy to hear. _ 6 — A CRADLE SONG. ITusn ! the waves are rolling in, White with foam, white with foam ; Father... | |
 | Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore - 1879 - 344 стор.
...from my sight ; And I pluck'da hollow reed, And I made a rural pen, And I stain'd the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every child may joy to hear. W. Blake II ON MA Y MORNING Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east,... | |
 | Choice poems - 1879
...from my sight ; And I pluck'da hollow reed, And I made a rural pen, And I stain'd the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every child may joy to hear. William Blake: 1757-1827. William Blake was an artist as well as a poet. He illustrated his own works,... | |
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Piper, sit thee down and write In a book that all may read." So he vanished from my sight; And I plucked a hollow reed, And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every child may joy to hear. 
