 A man approach'd me, by his grandchild led— A blind old man, and she a fair young maid, Listening in love to what her grandsire said. ' And thus with gentle voice he spoke — " Come lead me, lassie, to the shade, " Where willows grow beside the brook...  Posthumous Poems of the Rev. George Crabbe - Стр. 150авторы: George Crabbe - 1835 - Страниц: 297Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
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...compass reign. ' As thus my spleen upon the view I fed, A man approach'd me, by his grandchild led^ A blind old man, and she a fair young maid, Listening...sound it made, " When dashing o'er the stony rill, " li munnur'd to St. Osyth's Mill." ' The Lass replied — " The trees are fled, " They've cut the... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - Страниц: 628
...compass reign. ' As thus my spleen upon the view I fed, A man approached me, by his grandchild led — A blind old man, and she a fair young maid, Listening...beside the brook; For well I know the sound it made, And a few stripling elms and oaks appear, When, dashing o'er the stony rill, ' ' " Fenced round by... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - Страниц: 596
...compass reign. ' As thus my spleen upon the view I fed, A man approached me, by his grandchild led — A blind old man, and she a fair young maid, Listening...to the shade, Where willows grow beside the brook ; Fur well I know the sound it made, When, dashing o'er the stony rill, It murmur1 d to St. Osyth's... | |
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...fancies in their place. He hates concealment: all that was enclosed By venerable wood, is now exposed, maid, Listening in love to what her grandsire. said....beside the brook ; For well I know the sound it made, And a few stripling elms and oaks appear, When, dashing o'er the stony rill, Fenced round by boards,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - Страниц: 594
...And a few stripling elms and oaks appear, Fenced round by boards, to keep them from the deer. led— A blind old man, and she a fair young maid, Listening...said. 'And thus with gentle voice he spoke — " Come load me, lassie, to the shade, Wrhere willows grow beside the brook ; For well I know the sound it... | |
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...are thus sung : As thus my spleen upon the view I fed, A man approach'd me, by his grandchild led— A blind old man, and she a fair young maid, Listening in love to what her graudsire said. And thus with gentle voice he spoke — " Come lead me, lassie, to the shade, Where... | |
 | George Crabbe - 1839 - Страниц: 344
...compass reign. As thus my spleen upon the view I fed, A man approach'd me, by his grandchild led — A blind old man, and she a fair young maid, Listening...it made, " When dashing o'er the stony rill, " It murmur'd to St. Osyth's Mill." The Lass replied — " The trees are fled, " They 've cut the brook... | |
 | 1834 - Страниц: 602
...compass reign. ' As thus my spleen upon the view I fed, A man approached me, by his grandchild led — A blind old man, and she a fair young maid, Listening...said. ' And thus with gentle voice he spoke — " Come load me, lassie, lo the shade, Where willows grow beside the brook ; For well I know the sound it made,... | |
 | George Crabbe - 1839 - Страниц: 342
...compass reign. As thus my spleen upon the view I fed, A man approach'd me, by his grandchild led — A blind old man, and she a fair young maid, Listening...it made, " When dashing o'er the stony rill, " It murmur'd to St. Osyth's Mill." The Lass replied — " The trees are fled, " They "ve cut the brook... | |
 | Anna Maria Hall - 1845 - Страниц: 854
...compass reign. As thus my spleen upon the view I fed, A man approach'd me, by his grandchild led — A blind old man, and she a fair young maid, Listening...sound it made, When, dashing o'er the stony rill, It munnur'd to St. Osyth's Mill." The lass replied : '• The trees arc fled : They've cut the brook a... | |
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