| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pages
...: Or, on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometimes...keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or, by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pages
...: Or, on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometimes...gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a hrook : Or, hy a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours hy hours. Where... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 pages
...; Or on a hnlf-rcap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers; And sometimes...keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou walchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 pages
...furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all ¡ts twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou...keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the lost oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares e cider-press with patient look, Thou watchcst the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs... | |
| 1909 - 844 pages
...Drowsed with the fume of poppies. while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers: Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?...hast thy music too — While barred clouds bloom the softlydying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue. Few more perfect poems exist in the English... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and nil rt cider-press with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hour». Where are the songs... | |
| 1844 - 276 pages
...To bend with apples the moss'd cottage trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core. * * * * Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too ; White harr'd clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue. Then, in... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pages
...Or on a ir<1i ,iii -M furrow sound asleep, [hook Drowsed with the fume of poppies while thy Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometimes...keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watches* the last opziugs hoars by hours. Where ore the songs... | |
| Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1846 - 692 pages
...Or on a half reap'd furrow, sound asleep ! Drows'd with the fumes of poppies ; while thy hook Spares the next swath, and all its twined flowers ! And sometimes...keep Steady thy laden head, across a brook; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours liy hours ! " Where are the songs... | |
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