 | William Allan Neilson, Ashley Horace Thorndike - 1924 - 500 стор.
...up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass, — the same hips and haws on the autumn...everything is known, and loved because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellowbrown foliage of the oaks between me... | |
 | Willa Cather - 1970 - 536 стор.
...every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass. What novelty is worth that sweet monotony where everything is known, and loved because it is known?" When you have travelled the wide earth over and seen the beauties of all lands and seas, what spot... | |
 | 1992 - 312 стор.
...spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass [...]- the same redbreasts that we used to call "God's birds,"...everything is known, and loved because it is known? (I, v, 36) Such passages show the narrator at his most trustworthy, and they typically include the... | |
 | Patricia Gately, Norman Dennis Leavens, D. Cole Woodcox - 1997 - 312 стор.
...that rests on simple familiarity, can be a benefit to the comunity. "What novelty," the narrator asks, "is worth that sweet monotony where everything is known, and loved because it is known?" (36; bk. 1 , ch. 5). Where, the narrator asks again, might we not be led by our strivings "if the loves... | |
 | George Eliot - 1908 - 446 стор.
...to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass — the same hips i.nd haws on the autumn hedgerows — the same redbreasts...the precious crops. What novelty is worth that sweet monolonv when* everything is known, and loved because it is known ? The wood I walk in on this mild... | |
 | Cristian E. Alvarez A. - 1999 - 224 стор.
...ésta con el contemplar: We could never have loved the earth so well if we had no childhood in it (...) What novelty is worth that sweet monotony where everything is known and loved because it is known?14. «...¡Oh!, ¡tengo motivos de alabanzas!», exclamará SaintJohn Perse. ¡Qué maravilla... | |
 | George Eliot - 2002 - 130 стор.
...where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers.... What novelty is worth that sweet monotony where everything is known, and loved because it is known? .. . such things as these are the mother tongue of our imagination, the language that is laden with... | |
 | George Eliot - 2006 - 522 стор.
...our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass; the same hips and haws on the autumn's hedgerows; the same redbreasts that we used to call...everything is known, and loved because it is known? The wood I walk in on this mild May day, with the young yellow-brown foliage of the oaks between me... | |
 | 1899 - 348 стор.
...spring, that we used to gather with our tiny fingers, as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass — the same redbreasts that we used to call ' God's birds,'...everything is known and loved because it is known." Let the child have his birthright, then, of living in touch with Mother Nature in his earliest years,... | |
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We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it, — if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass — the... 
