 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 trang
...adorning. This sweet May-morning, And the Cbildreo are pulling, 149 On every side, In a thousand vallies far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines...the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm: — I hear. I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have look'd upon,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 trang
...adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand rallies far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines...the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have look'd upon,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 trang
...adorning, This sweet May-morning ; And the Children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand vallies far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines...the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! —But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have looked upon,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 trang
...adorning, This sweet May-morning ; And the Children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand vallies far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines...the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have looked upon,... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 trang
...adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are pulling, On every side. In a thousand vallics far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines...the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have look'd upon,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 trang
...May-morning, And the Children are pulling, Ou every tide, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh Mowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have looked upon,... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 trang
...fulness of your bliss, I feel— I feel it all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May morning, And the children...the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's a tree, of many one, A single field which I have look'd upon,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1832 - 378 trang
...were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are [lulling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide,...the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'sa Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have looked upon,... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 trang
...of your hliss, l feel — ! feol it all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May morning, And the children...far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines wane , And the Bahe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - 338 trang
...them, and sing over them, and caress them, till they perish in their grasp. " This sweet May morning, The children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers." We see them coming wearily into the towns and villages, with posies half as large as themselves. We... | |
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On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm... 
