 | 1848 - 744 страница
...her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died. Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with lore, Delaying as the tender ash delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in the... | |
 | 1849 - 604 страница
...lay me on her bosom, and her heart « Would rock the snowy cradle, till I died ! ' Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? ' O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1848 - 180 страница
...And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died. ' Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? ' O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | 1850 - 600 страница
...And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle, till I died ! " Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? " O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1850 - 604 страница
...And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle, till I died ! " Why liugereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? " О tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 290 страница
...And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died. " Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? " O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown: Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1851 - 300 страница
...And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died. " Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? " O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1852 - 358 страница
...gives her in my eyes. I sometimes wish that she were a little less independent. "Why ling'reth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying, as the tender...clothe herself when all the woods are green ?" The days go by in quiet happiness ; but no particular incident of mark has signalized them, and there have... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1853 - 468 страница
...And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died. " Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender...delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? " O tell her, Swallow, that thy brood is flown : Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
 | A. De Puy Van Buren - 1859 - 336 страница
...And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died ! "Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender...delays To clothe herself when all the woods are green ? " 0 tell her, swallow, that thy brood is flown ; Say to her, I do but wanton in the South, But in... | |
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Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, delaying as the tender ash delays to clothe herself, when all the woods are green! 
