 | Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - Počet stránok 544
...praise. ROBERT FROST AMERICAN (1874-1963) WINTER When icicles hang by the wall From Love's Labour's Lost When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd...frozen home in pail, When blood is nipped, and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-wit to-who! A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel... | |
 | Elizabeth Gmeyner, Joyce Russell - 2004 - Počet stránok 134
...ted ness she continued a thousand times, until she could neither see nor hear. — Legend 46 jj§" When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the Shepherd...frozen home in pail: When blood is nipped and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, To-whit, to-whoo A merry note, While greasy Joan doth... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Paul Werstine - 2011 - Počet stránok 353
...221 Love's Labor's Lost ACTS. sc. 2 Cuckoo, cuckoo!" O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear. 985 WINTER When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the...frozen home in pail; When blood is nipped, and ways be (foul,) 990 Then nightly sings the staring owl "Tu-whit to-who. " A merry note, While greasy Joan... | |
 | John N. Serio, Robert Crockett - 2005 - Počet stránok 60
...Lost. The vivid details capture not only the harsh coldness outside but also the cozy warmth inside. When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd...frozen home in pail, When blood is nipped and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl — Tu-whit, Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth... | |
 | G. M. Pinciss - 2005 - Počet stránok 214
...subject matter focuses attentively on the details of daily life, its pleasures, fears, pains, and labors: When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd...frozen home in pail, When blood is nipped, and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl . . . Moreover, in their language, meter, and rhyme the... | |
 | Joe Herbert - 2007 - Počet stránok 474
...temperature against a challenge, or how well you can adapt to a persistent change in external temperature. When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd...frozen home in pail, When blood is nipped and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Too-wit, too-woo! A merry note, While greasy Joan doth... | |
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Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in... 
