 It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook, In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.  Appletons' Journal - 145 psl.1877Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 psl.
...That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the fleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Listen, O listen, them Wedding-guest ! " Marinere !... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 psl.
...That makes the heavens be mute; It ceas'd : yet still' the sails made onA pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month...That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sail'd on Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 276 psl.
...That makes the heavens be mute; It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook • In the leafy month...That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sail'd on Yet never a breeze did breathe : • Slowly and smoothly went... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 psl.
...makes the Haavens be mute. ' It ceas'd; yet still the sails made on ' A pleasant noise till noon. * A noise like of a hidden brook ' In the leafy month...to the sleeping woods all night ' Singeth a quiet tune. ' Listen, O listen, thou weddingrguest!' " Marinere! thou hast thy will; " For that, which comes... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 psl.
...That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month...That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sail'd on Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 psl.
...That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month...That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon \ve silently sail'd on Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the... | |
 | 1837 - 602 psl.
...forget the spot where he killed his first trout ? We well remember where we made prize of ours, — ' A hidden brook, In the leafy month of June, That to the quiet woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.' We could hardly believe our eyes when we saw it glittering... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 psl.
...That makes the Heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month...That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the... | |
 | 1820 - 784 psl.
...That makes the Heavens be mute. It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month...That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. 7 The conclusion has always appeared to us to be happy and graceful in the utmost degree. The... | |
 | 1820 - 756 psl.
...That makes the Heavens be mute. It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singera a quiet tune. The conclusion has always appeared to us to be happy and graceful in the utmost... | |
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