 | 1835 - 866 páginas
...were sullen While the earth herself ia adorning This sweet May morning, And the children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide,...And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm: I hear 1 I hear ! with joy I hear ! " All our friends, then, will be delighted to see from our own pen, since... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 páginas
...were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May morning, And the children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines wane , And the Bahe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - 338 páginas
...and caress them, till they perish in their grasp. " This sweet May morning, The children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers." We see them coming wearily into the towns and villages, with posies half as large as themselves. We... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 páginas
...your hliss I feel — I feel it all. Oh, evil day ! if I were sullen While earth herself is adorning This sweet May-morning, And the children are culling...Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the bahe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear — with joy I hear ! But there's a tree, of... | |
 | 1839 - 384 páginas
...them, and caress them, till they perish in their grasp. This sweet May morning The children are pulling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers. WORDSWORTH. We see them coming wearily into the towns and villages with their pinafores full, and with... | |
 | Childhood - 1841 - 384 páginas
...were sullen While the earth herself is adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide,...mother's arm :— I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! —But there 'sa tree, of many one, A single field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something... | |
 | 1842 - 480 páginas
...were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May morning, And the children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide,...arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'aa tree, of many one, A single field which I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something... | |
 | Robert Tyas - 1842 - 462 páginas
...them and caress them, till they perish in their grasp. This sweet May morning The children are pulling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers. WORDSWORTH. " Wo M.« thom coining wearily into the towns and villngoH with their pinafores full, and... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 páginas
...bliss — I feel — I feel it all. Oh, evil day ! if I were sullen, While earth herself is adorning This sweet May-morning, And the children are culling...arm :— I hear, I hear — with joy I hear ! But there 'sa tree, of many one, A single field which I have lookaxl upon, Both of them speak of something... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 páginas
...your bliss, I feel — I feel it all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are culling...arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'sa Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something... | |
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On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm... 
