 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 σελίδες
...And never looks behind; And sings a solitary song That whistles in the wind. VIII. WE ARE SEVEN. • A simple Child, That lightly draws its breath, And...its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl: She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 σελίδες
...chasing wantonly The many-coloured images impressed Upon the bosom of a placid lake. WE ARE SEVEN. A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its breath And feels...its life in every limb. What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage-girl: She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 σελίδες
...equalling perhaps what any writer has exhibited since the days of Shakspeare and Milton. WE ABE SEVEN. -A simple child That lightly draws its breath, And...its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl : She was eight years old she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl... | |
 | Flowers - 1835 - 174 σελίδες
...doom, And wait till Heaven's reviving light, Eternal Spring ! shall burst the gloom. LV. WE ARE SEVEN. A SIMPLE child, That lightly draws its breath, And...its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl: She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - 226 σελίδες
...With hollow voice he cried — Dear mother, if I'd minded you, I need not now have died. WE ARE SEVEN. -A simple child, That lightly draws its breath, And...its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl, She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 σελίδες
...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 in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl, She was eight years old, she said : Her hair was thick with many a curl... | |
 | 1837 - 860 σελίδες
...prose, with the sweeter breathings of gentle poesy, when he sings of A simple child That lightly drawi its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl, She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick, with many a... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 σελίδες
...pace, " But slow and steady wins the race." WE ARE SEVEN. — A simple Child, That lightly draws his breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1839 - 302 σελίδες
...rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink-a-tink ! Mary Howitt. 35.— WE ARE SEVEN. (A simple child dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? ) I met a little cottage girl, She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a... | |
 | Childhood - 1841 - 384 σελίδες
...care, And halls of marble, huts of earth, All homes alike endeared and fair ! WE ARE SEVEN. WORDSWORTH. A simple child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limh, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl: She was eight years old she said... | |
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A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? 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. She had... 
