| William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 ÆäÀÌÁö
...adorning. This sweet May-morning, And the Cbildreo are pulling, 149 On every side, In a thousand vallies far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm: — I hear. I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 ÆäÀÌÁö
...adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand rallies far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 ÆäÀÌÁö
...adorning, This sweet May-morning ; And the Children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand vallies far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! —But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I... | |
| William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 ÆäÀÌÁö
...adorning, This sweet May-morning ; And the Children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand vallies far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I... | |
| 1835 - 866 ÆäÀÌÁö
...bliss, I fwl — I feel It all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While the earth herself ia adorning This sweet May morning, And the children are pulling,...shines warm And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm: I hear 1 I hear ! with joy I hear ! " All our friends, then, will be delighted to see from our own... | |
| British poets - 1828 - 838 ÆäÀÌÁö
...adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are pulling, On every side. In a thousand vallics far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 ÆäÀÌÁö
...May-morning, And the Children are pulling, Ou every tide, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh Mowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I... | |
| Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 ÆäÀÌÁö
...bliss, I feel— I feel it all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May morning, And the children are pulling,...shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's a tree, of many one, A single field which I... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1832 - 378 ÆäÀÌÁö
...were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are [lulling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide,...shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'sa Tree, of many one, A single Field which I... | |
| Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 ÆäÀÌÁö
...hliss, l feel — ! feol it all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May morning, And the children are pulling,...far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines wane , And the Bahe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's... | |
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