 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 a rustic, woodland...  The forget me not: a selection of simple songs - Página 20por Forget-Me-Not, Forget-me-not - 1853 - 118 páginasVisualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 páginas
...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 That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 páginas
...cottage girl, She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And...were fair, and very fair, —Her beauty made me glad. 54 " Sisters and brothers, little maid, " How many may you be ?" " How many ? seven in all," she said,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 páginas
...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 That cluster'd round "her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 páginas
...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 That cluster'd round her head. • She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 páginas
...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...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland Qrf And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Burdon - 1805 - 108 páginas
...hair was thick with many a curl That clufter'd round her head. She had a ruftic, woodland air, And me was wildly. clad ;. Her eyes were fair, and very fair, — Her beauty made me glad. *' Sifters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be i" " How many ? feven in all," me faid. And... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 páginas
...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,...fair, and very fair; •*—Her beauty made me glad. 22 " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said,... | |
 | John Bowdler - 1821 - 510 páginas
...Sim, 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 cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 páginas
...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,...thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. " Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 páginas
...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...curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic woodland-air And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; Her beauty made me glad.... | |
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