 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1866 - Страниц: 408
...there together sleep. Sing mournfully, oh ! mournfully, The solitude of Binnorie ! THE STOCK-DOVE. I HEARD a stock-dove sing or say His homely tale this...to be come at by the breeze ; He did not cease, but coo'd,— and coo'd ; And somewhat pensively he woo'd : He sang of love with quiet blending, Slow to... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1866 - Страниц: 240
...and all the loves NoVJ Jleeping in these peaceful groves. [1S06.] / heard a Stock-dove fing or saj His homely tale, this very day; His voice was buried...did not cease ; but cooed, and cooed ; And somewhat penfively he wooed: He sang of loi'e, with quiet blending, Slow to begin, and never ending; Of serious... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1866 - Страниц: 508
...dews, and silent night; And steady bliss, and all the loves Mow sleepmg in these peaceful groves. 1 heard a stock-dove sing or say His homely tale, this...trees, Yet to be come at by the breeze : He did not eease ; but coo'd — and coo'd; And somewhat pensively he woo'd : He sang of love with quiet blending,... | |
 | J. H. - 1867 - Страниц: 860
...dews, and silent night, And steady bliss, and all the loves Now sleeping in those peaceful groves. I heard a stock-dove sing or say His homely tale this very day ; His voice was buried among the trees, Yet to be come at by the bree2e. He did not cease ; but cooed, and«cooed ; And somewhat... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1869 - Страниц: 752
...selected from these volumes: ' Over his own sweet voice the Stock-dove broodl ,' of the same bird, • His voice was buried among trees, Yet to be come at by the breezo ;' ' O, Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voice >' The stock-dove is said to... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1870 - Страниц: 236
...fteady blifs, and all the loves Now fleeping in thefe peaceful groves. I heard a ftock-dove fing or fay His homely tale, this very day ; His voice was buried...trees, Yet to be come at by the breeze : He did not ceafe ; but cooed — and cooed ; And fomewhat penfively he wooed : He fang of love with quiet blending,... | |
 | 1870 - Страниц: 154
...voice of mirth and staying folly, — nd waking in the heart a gentle melancholy. THE TURTLE-DOVE. I HEARD a Stock-dove sing or say His homely tale this...very day; His voice was buried among trees, Yet to he come at by the breeze ; He did not cease ; but cooed and cooed ; And somewhat pensively he wooed... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1870 - Страниц: 474
...selected from these volumes : • Over his own sweet voice the Stock-dove brootU,' of the same bird, ' His voice was buried among trees, Yet to be come at by tho breeze ;' ' O, Cuckoo ! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voict ? The stock-dove is said... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1871 - Страниц: 642
...silent night ; And steady hliss, and all the loves Now sleeping in these peaceful groves. 1 heard .1 Stock.dove sing or say His homely tale, this very day; His voice was huried among trees, Yet to he come.at hy the hreeze : He did not cease ; hut cooed — and cooed ;... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1871 - Страниц: 532
...sky," " Type of the wise who spar, but never roam, True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home?'1 1f I heard a stock-dove sing or say' His homely tale this very day." No doubt it is the bird of which the poet sang so sweetly and so oft Still " Along the river's stony... | |
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He sang of love, with quiet blending, Slow to begin, and never ending ; Of serious faith, and inward glee ; That was the song, the song for me... 
