 | 1842 - Страниц: 416
...wish the snow would melt and the sun come out on high: I long to see a flower so before the day I die. When the flowers come again, mother, beneath the waning...and the sword-grass, and the bulrush in the pool. You'll bury me, my mother, just beneath the hawthorn shade. And you'll come sometimes and see me where... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - Страниц: 252
...crows from the farm upon the hill, When you are warm-asleep, mother, and all the world is still. TO. When the flowers come again, mother, beneath the waning...and the sword-grass, and the bulrush in the pool. Till. You'll bury me, my mother, just beneath the hawthorn shade, And you'll come sometimes and see... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1843 - Страниц: 260
...crows from the farm upon the hill, When you are warm-asleep, mother, and all the world is still. vII. When the flowers come again, mother, beneath the waning...and the sword-grass, and the bulrush in the pool. vIII. You'll bury me, my mother, just beneath the hawthorn shade, And you'll come sometimes and see... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1844 - Страниц: 634
...all the world is «till. \Vhen the flowers shall come again, mother, beneath the waning light. You Ml never see me more in the long gray fields at night...the summer airs blow cool, On the oat-grass and the »word-grass, and the bulrush in the poot You '11 bury me, my mother, just beneath the hawthorn ¿hade,... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1844 - Страниц: 684
...flowers shall come again, mother, beneath the waning light, You '11 never see me more in the long1 gray fields at night : When from the dry dark wold...and the sword-grass, and the bulrush in the pool. You '11 bury me, my mother, just beneath the hawthorn shade, And you Ml come sometimes and see me,... | |
 | 1892 - Страниц: 890
...makes you feel all the freshness of night in two lines : — When from the dry dark wold the snmmer airs blow cool On the oat-grass and the sword-grass, and the bulrush in the pool ; and all the sweet, restful charm of English landscape in, A league of grass, wash'd by a slow broad... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845 - Страниц: 510
...and all the world is still. TO. When the flowers come again, mother, beneath the waning light You 'll never see me more in the long gray fields at night...and the sword-grass, and the bulrush in the pool. vin. You 'll bury me, my mother, just beneath the hawthorn shade, And you 'll come sometimes and see... | |
 | Thomas Kibble Hervey - 1845 - Страниц: 436
...waning light, Ye'll never see me more in the long grey fields at night ; When from the dry dark world the summer airs blow cool, On the oat-grass and the sword-grass, and the bullrush in the pool. Ye'll bury me, my mother, just beneath the hawthorn shade, And ye'll come sometimes... | |
 | 1846 - Страниц: 436
...constellation in the heavens. When the flowers come again, mother, beneath the waving light Ye '11 never see me more in the long, gray fields at night;...oat-grass and the sword-grass and the bulrush in the pool. neath the hawthorn where I f hen Ye '11 bury me, my mother, shade, And ye '11 come sometimes lowly... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - Страниц: 580
...mother, and all the world is still. When the flowers come again, mother, beneath the waning light, You 11 never see me more in the long gray fields at night...and the sword-grass, and the bulrush in the pool. You 1l bury me, my mother, just beneath the hawthorn shade, And you 1l come sometimes and see me where... | |
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You'll never see me more in the long gray fields at night ; When from the dry dark wold the summer airs blow cool On the oat-grass, and the sword-grass, and the bulrush in the pool. 
