 ... all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their...  Spirit of the English Magazines - Strana 5691820Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1820 - Počet stránok 636
...days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. • Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may...asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook .,, Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers : And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost... | |
 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1820 - Počet stránok 574
...will never cease, For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. II. ' Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - Počet stránok 234
...warm days will never cease, For summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee, oft amid thy store ? Sometimes, whoever seeks abroad may...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep Drowsy with fume of poppies,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - Počet stránok 476
...will never cease, For summer hath o'erhrimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amidst thy store ! Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - Počet stránok 424
...will never cease, For summer hath o'erbrimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amidst thy store ! Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft 1 if ted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - Počet stránok 476
...warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy celU Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-liftdd by the winnowing wind ; Or in a half-reaped furrow sound asleep. Drowsed with the fume... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - Počet stránok 336
...warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may...floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or in a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - Počet stránok 412
...warm days will never cease, For summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may...sitting, careless, on a granary floor, — Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind : Or, on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - Počet stránok 368
...warm days will never cease, For summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may...sitting, careless, on a granary floor, — Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind : Or, on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume... | |
 | Jewel - 1839 - Počet stránok 352
...summer has o'er brimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft beneath thy store? Sometime whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless...floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind, As on a half-reap 'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the... | |
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