 A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had...  Little Masterpieces of English Poetry - Side 278redigeret af - 1905Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 sider
...teach the hundredth part Of what from thee I learn. WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath. And feels its life...she said ; Her 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,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 sider
...her cry, " Oh misery ! oh misery ! " O woe is. me ! oh misery !" 53 A simple child, dear brother Jim, 'That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...she said ; Her 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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 sider
...SE^EN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its Kfe in ever)- limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little...she said ; Her 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,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 sider
...Oh misery ! oh misery ! " O woe is me ! oh misery !" WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland Qrf And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 sider
...hundredth part Of what from thee I learn. VoL. I. H 2WE AEE SEVEN. . A SIMPLE child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...she said; Her 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... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 sider
...Oh misery ! oh misery ! Oh woe is me ! oh misery L" WE ARE SEFEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 sider
...Oh misery ! oh misery ! Oh woe is me ! oh misery I" WE ARE SEVEN. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And- feels its life...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 sider
...cloak as man can sell?" Proud Creature was she the next day, The little Orphan, Alice Fell! 21 IX. WE ARE SEVEN. -A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its...rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; •*—Her beauty made me glad. 22 " Sisters and brothers, little Maid,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 sider
...cloak as man can sell !" Proud Creature was she the next da^y, The little Orphan, Alice Fell! IX. f WE ARE SEVEN. * -A SIMPLE child That lightly draws...its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? J met a little cottage Girl: She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 378 sider
...she trips along, And never looks behind ; And sings a solitary song That whistles in the wind. VIII. WE ARE SEVEN. - A SIMPLE child That lightly draws...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... | |
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