 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1820 - 574 ページ
...brook ; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. III. ' Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they...hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - 234 ページ
...And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cider-press with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring? aye, where are they? Think not of them; thou hast thy music too ; While barred clouds bloom the soft... | |
 | George Croly - 1828 - 430 ページ
...oozings hours by hours. Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Where are the songs of Spring ? Aye, where are they ? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,— While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats... | |
 | Mary Roberts - 1831 - 388 ページ
...Polar regions, the delicious fruits of the torrid zone ? OCTOBER. ' Where are the songs of spring ? Ah, where are they ? Think not of them ; thou hast thy music too,— While barred clouds deck the soft dying day, And touch the stubble plain with rosy hue." KEATS. THE autumnal heavens are... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 460 ページ
...look, Tlum watchest the last ouzings hours by hours, Where are the songs of Spring ? Aye, Where nre they ? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—- While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats... | |
 | Edward Wedlake Brayley - 1834 - 428 ページ
...words, the SOUL, is deep and into our hearts of our own decay ; but as poor Keats beautifully sings, Where are the songs of spring? Ay, where are they...clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble plain with rosy hue. We have understood, that objects in no fewer than twelve counties may be seen... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 476 ページ
...with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring ? Aye, where are they ? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,— While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 ページ
...sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or, by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings,...hast thy music too,— While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue : Then, in a wailful choir, the small gnats... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 ページ
...sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or, by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings,...hast thy music too,— While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue : Then, in a wailful choir, the small gnats... | |
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press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of spring ? Ay, where are they ? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too; While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble plains with... 
