 A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had...  The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth - Стр. 48авторы: William Wordsworth - 1871 - Страниц: 568Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - Страниц: 240
...teach the hundredth part Of what from thee I learn. WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath. And feels its life...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - Страниц: 272
...her cry, " Oh misery ! oh misery ! " O woe is. me ! oh misery !" 53 A simple child, dear brother Jim, 'That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...she said ; Her hair was thick with 'many a curl That cluster'd round "her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 282
...Oh misery ! oh misery ! " O woe is me ! oh misery !" WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland Qrf And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 356
...hundredth part Of what from thee I learn. VoL. I. H 2WE AEE SEVEN. . A SIMPLE child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. • She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - Страниц: 284
...Oh misery ! oh misery ! Oh woe is me ! oh misery L" WE ARE SEFEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ?" " How many ? Seven... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - Страниц: 284
...Oh misery ! oh misery ! Oh woe is me ! oh misery I" WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And- feels its life...clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ?" " How many ? Seven... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - Страниц: 442
...cloak as man can sell?" Proud Creature was she the next day, The little Orphan, Alice Fell! 21 IX. WE ARE SEVEN. -A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its...clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; •*—Her beauty made me glad. 22 " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" " How many ? Seven... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - Страниц: 438
...child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? J met a little cottage Girl: She was eight years old,...clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; ! — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" " How many ? Seven... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - Страниц: 378
...she trips along, And never looks behind ; And sings a solitary song That whistles in the wind. VIII. WE ARE SEVEN. - A SIMPLE child That lightly draws...clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ?" " How many? Seven... | |
 | John Bowdler - 1821 - Страниц: 510
...heaviest loads: to bear; . . ., • .. •- i WE ARE SEVEN.— Southey. A SIMPLE child, dear brother Sim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...she said, Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
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