 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 282
...before, The Red-breast sings from the tall Larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare...meal is done, Make haste, your morning task resign j Come forth and feel the sun. 61 Edward will come with you ; and pray, Put on with speed your woodland... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 356
...red-breast sings from the tall larch That stands- beside our door. ., : , r There is a blessing in die air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare...the green field. : My Sister! 'tis a wish of mine, Ttfow that our morning meal is done, Make haste, your morning task resign; Come forth and feel the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 280
...before, The Red-breast sings from the tall Larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare...the green field. My Sister ! ('tis a wish of mine) i Now that our morning meal is done, Make haste, your morning task resign ; Come forth and feel the... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - Страниц: 416
...before, The Red-breast sings from the tall Larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare...morning task resign; Come forth and feel the sun. vot. n. Edward will come with you ; and pray, Put on with speed your woodland dress ; And bring no... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - Страниц: 416
...before, The Red-breast sings from the tall Larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare...morning task resign ; Come forth and feel the sun. VOL. II. I X. Edward will come with you ; and pray, Put on with speed your woodland dress ; And bring... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - Страниц: 338
...what he himself creates; he sympathizes only with what can enter into no competition with him, with " the bare trees and mountains bare, and grass in the green field." He sees nothing but himself and the universe. He hates all greatness and all pretentions to it, whether... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1902 - Страниц: 558
...recollections. No cypress-grove loads his verse with perfumes : but his imagination lends " a sense of joy " To the bare trees and mountains bare, And grass in the green field." No storm, no shipwreck startles us by its horrors : but the rainbow lifts its head in the cloud, and... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - Страниц: 838
...before, The Red-breast sings from the tall Larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare...field. My Sister! ('tis a wish of mine) Now that our morning-meal is done, Make haste, your morning-task resign; Come forth and feel the sun. Edward will... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - Страниц: 372
...before. The Redbreast sings from the tall Larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare...mountains bare, And grass in the green field. My Sister ! ft is a wish of mine) Now that our morning meal is done. Make haste, your morning task resign ; Come... | |
 | Sharon Turner - 1834 - Страниц: 608
...before. The redbreast sings from the tall larch, That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare...and mountains bare, And grass in the green field. Love, now an universal birth. From heart to heart is stealing ; From earth to man ; from man to earth.... | |
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It is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before. The red-breast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And grass... 
