 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1843 - 278 páginas
...she trips along, And never looks behind ; And sings a solitary song, That whistles in the wind. 3 • A simple child, That lightly draws its breath, And...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl, That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; 4 NE» fi Her eyes... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1843 - 524 páginas
...Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life m every limb, What should it know of death 1 I met a little cottage girl, She was eight years old, she said : Her hair was thick with many a curl She bad a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes \vere fair, and very fair, — Her... | |
 | George Ramsay - 1843 - 574 páginas
...no notion either of life or death ; and therefore he can neither desire the one nor fear the other. A simple child That lightly draws its breath, And...its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? 1 After a time the idea of death arises from witnessing it in animals, and with it comes a notion... | |
 | 1843 - 350 páginas
...part of the land of Judea, and part of Arabia lying contiguous to it. AFFECTING INCIDENT. A little child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its...in every limb — What should it know of death?— WORDSWORTH. At Smyrna the burial ground of the Armenian, like that of the Moslem, is removed a short... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 900 páginas
...for our hero a requiem of fire ! 42. WE ARE SEVEN. — Wordsworth. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. «I> "*«**. r^ss, TVu ' *««, PATHETIC AND ENTERTAINING. 923 And often after sunset, sir, When it... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 páginas
...she trips along, And never looks behind ; And sings a solitary song Tliat whistles ш the wind. 1799. WE ARE SEVEN. A simple Child, That lightly draws its...with many a curl That clustered round her head. She liad a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad : Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 páginas
...truth thy bondman let me live! WE ARE SEVEN. A SIMPLE child, That lightly draws its breath, And 1. < 1 its life in every limb, What should it know of death!...hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round tier head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad : Her eyes were fair, and very fair... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 páginas
...self-sacrifice ; The confidence of reason give;. And in the light of truth thy bondman let me live! F WE ARE SEVEN. A SIMPLE child, That lightly draws its...many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustie, woodland air, And she was wildly clad : Her eyes were fair, and very fair , — Her beauty... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1846 - 540 páginas
...weave for our hero a requiem of fire ! 42. WE ARE SEVEN. WordsWOTth. A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life...old, she said : Her hair was thick with many a curl She had a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair, — Her... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1846 - 234 páginas
...FAULTS or PRONUNCIATION. — 5e(,for sit; man-y, for ma-ny; fper-its, for spir-it*. WE ARE SEVEN. 1. I MET a little cottage girl ; She was eight years...thick with many a curl, That clustered round her head. 2. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; , Her eyes were fair, and very fair ;... | |
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I met a little cottage girl: she was eight years old/ she said; her hair was thick with many a curl that clustered round her head. 
