 | 1864 - 150 psl.
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swarth and all its twined flowers ; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...they ? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, 108 AUTUMN. While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 psl.
...sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings,...Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barreM clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 psl.
...sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, • Drowsed with the fume of...in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat... | |
 | Beauties - 1865 - 96 psl.
...fumes of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath, and all its twined flowers ; And sometimes, like a gleaner, thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...in a wailful choir, the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft, Or sinking, as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - 428 psl.
...sometimes, like a gleaner, thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cyder press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings,...barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day. And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn 291 Or sinking as the... | |
 | John Dennis - 1865 - 344 psl.
...sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a eider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings,...Think not of them, — thou hast thy music too, While barrecl clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1866 - 300 psl.
...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head...hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then with a wailful choir the small gnats... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 psl.
...patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring ? Aye, where are they ? Think not of them, thou hast thy...in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows,* borne aloft, Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies : And full-grown lambs loud... | |
 | Woodland - 1868 - 186 psl.
...keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou wat chest the last oozings, hours by hours. Where are the songs...in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat... | |
 | Class-book - 1869 - 344 psl.
...sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies,...in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat... | |
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Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows,... 
