 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...  Book of poetry for the young - 13 psl.autoriai: Book - 1858 - 104 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | 1855 - 458 psl.
...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 air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 psl.
...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 air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair... | |
 | Charlotte Phillips - 1855 - 188 psl.
...the fragrant flowers around, Loved to hear its happy sound WE ABE SEVEN. 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 air, And she was wildly clad : Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1855 - 520 psl.
...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 air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | W. B. Clark - 1856 - 160 psl.
...little cottage girl give expression to this affecting sentiment : — " 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. ' Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be?' ' How many? Seven... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1856 - 538 psl.
...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 She had a rustic woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair; Her beauty... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 psl.
...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...me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How mnny may you be?'" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering look'd at me. " And where are... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 396 psl.
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 | 1857 - 300 psl.
...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 air, And she was wildly clad : Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | Jean Roemer - 1857 - 332 psl.
...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 air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
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