| Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 trang
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er brimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes...sitting, careless, on a granary floor, — Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind : Or , on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume... | |
| 1852 - 782 trang
...cease ; For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy celia. " Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store t Sometimes, whoever seeks abroad, may find Thee sitting...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half reap'd furrow sound asleep ! Drows'd with the fumes of poppies ; while thy hook Spares the next... | |
| English poetry - 1853 - 552 trang
...the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease; For summer has o'erbiimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes...floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or in a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook i the next swath... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1853 - 548 trang
...cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee silling careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed wilh Ihe fume of poppies, while Ihy hook Spares the next swath... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 trang
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...hair soft-lifted by the winnowing- wind ; Or on a half reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath... | |
| George Croly - 1854 - 426 trang
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or in a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy he ok Spares the... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 trang
...hazel shells 'With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, 'Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing-wind ; Or on a half reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy... | |
| Cortlandt Van Rensselaer - 1854 - 592 trang
...o'erbrimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft beneath thy store ? Sometimes whoever seek, abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume... | |
| John Keats - 1855 - 416 trang
...the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Prowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook _ Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers... | |
| Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1856 - 794 trang
...cease ; For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. " Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store t Sometimes, whoever seeks abroad, may find Thee sitting...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half reap'd furrow sound asleep ! > Drows'd with the fumes of poppies ; while thy hook Spares the next... | |
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