 | 1848 - Страниц: 744
...her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died. Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with lore, Delaying as the tender ash delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in the... | |
 | 1849 - Страниц: 604
...And lay me on her bosom, and her heart « Would rock the snowy cradle, till I died ! ' Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? ' O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - Страниц: 180
...in, And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died. ' Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? ' O tell her, Swallow, that thy hrood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South But in... | |
 | 1848 - Страниц: 1128
...swallow, swallow," though pretty, is rather insignificant, despite the one sweet verse, " Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the...To clothe herself, when all the woods are green." There is far more poetry, and even more meaning, in the Princess's poetical comments. The discovery... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1850 - Страниц: 604
...in, And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle, till I died ! " Why liugereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? " О tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | 1850 - Страниц: 600
...in, And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle, till I died ! " Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? " O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - Страниц: 300
...in, And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died. " Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? " O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - Страниц: 290
...in, And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died. " Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? " O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown: Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1852 - Страниц: 358
...work gives her in my eyes. I sometimes wish that she were a little less independent. "Why ling'reth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying, as the...delays, To clothe herself when all the woods are green ?" The days go by in quiet happiness ; but no particular incident of mark has signalized them, and... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - Страниц: 468
...in, And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died. " Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? " O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
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Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, delaying as the tender ash delays to clothe herself, when all the woods are green! 
