 That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly 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 in all,' she said, And wondering...  Poetry for children, selected by W. Burdon - Стр. 49редактор(ы): - 1805Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Ray Broadus Browne - 1979 - Страниц: 504
...hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic woodland air. And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters, brothers, little maid. How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering... | |
 | L. J. Swingle - 1990 - Страниц: 318
...male and the other female? The poem's third stanza seems to hint that this may be worth considering: "Her eyes were fair, and very fair; / — Her beauty made me glad" (11-12). The power that a Wordsworth poem exerts over our thought, its ability to tempt us into regions... | |
 | Ray Broadus Browne, Pat Browne - 1991 - Страниц: 196
...about a little eight year old girl in "We Are Seven," and captures the essence of the beauty mystique: "Her eyes were fair, and very fair;/ Her beauty made me glad." William Blake in his satirical "Proverbs of Hell" includes a classic facist proverb: "He whose face... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1994 - Страниц: 628
...hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly 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 in all,' she said, And wondering... | |
 | Margaret Russett - 1997 - Страниц: 318
...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, and very fair, - Her beauty made me glad. (£666:7-12) This abbreviation of the courtly blazon, recalling the "shooting lights/ Of thy wild eyes"... | |
 | McGuffey - 1997 - Страниц: 216
...was thick with many a curl, That clustered round her head. 2. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad : Her eyes were fair, and very fair;— Her beauty made me glad. 3. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And,... | |
 | Peter de Bolla - 2003 - Страниц: 175
...hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly 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 in all," she said, And wondering... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - Страниц: 356
...many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad; 10 Her eyes were fair, and very fair, - Her beauty made me glad. 'Sisters and brothers, litde maid, How many may you be?' 'How many? seven in all,' she said, And wondering... | |
 | William Roetzheim - 2006 - Страниц: 760
...kerchief: head scarf; porringer: shallow bowl with a handle. She had a rustic, woodland air. and she was wildly 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 in all," she said and wondering... | |
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