| 1847 - 390 psl.
...have nought that is fair," saith he, " Have nought but the bearded grain ! Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flc wers with tearful eyes, He kiss'd their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound... | |
| 1838 - 604 psl.
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| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1839 - 174 psl.
...have nought that is fair, saith he : Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back...bound them in his sheaves. My Lord has need of these flowerets gay, The Reaper said, and smiled : Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a... | |
| 1839 - 742 psl.
...Shall I have naught that is fair to see, Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, And kiss'd their tremulous leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "... | |
| Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1839 - 708 psl.
...fair to see, Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to roe, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, And kiss'd their tremulous leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "... | |
| 1839 - 584 psl.
...have nought that is fair,' saith he : ' Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again' He gazed al the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise... | |
| 1840 - 540 psl.
...have nought that in fair," saith he : Have noueht bnt the bearded -jraln t Thomrh the breath of these flowers Is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." in. He razed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord... | |
| 1853 - 588 psl.
...have nought that is fair," saith he: " Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of their flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back...the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "MylLord has need of these flowrets gay," The Reaper said, and smil'd : " Dear tokens of the earth... | |
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