 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagine
...beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. But, when she glanced to the far-off town, White from...slowly down the lane, Smoothing his horse's chestnut inane. He drew his bridle in the shade Of the apple-trees to greet the maid ; And asked a draught from... | |
 | 1855 - 846 pagine
...beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from every tree. But, when she glanced to the far-off town, White from...down the lane, Smoothing his horse's chestnut mane. Яе drew his bridle in the shade Of the apple-trees, to greet the maid, And ask a draught from the... | |
 | David W. Bartlett - 1855 - 440 pagine
...and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird reechoed from every tree. But when she glanced to the far-off town, "White from its hill-slope looking down, The frweet song died, and a vague unrest And a nameless longing filled her breast — A wish, that she... | |
 | 1857 - 686 pagine
...wrought, and her morry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. "But, when ehe glanced to the far off town, White from its hill-slope looking down, " The...dared to own, For something better than she had known. New Poetry. [July, " Tho Judge rode slowly down the lane, Smoothing his horse's chestnut mane. " He... | |
 | 1857 - 694 pagine
...and rustic health. " Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from hia tree. " But, when she glanced to the far-off town, White from...hill-slope looking down, " The sweet song died, and a vague uarest And a nameless longing filled her breast— " A wish, that she hardly dared to own, For something... | |
 | 1857 - 678 pagine
...mock-bird echoed from hie tree. "But, when she glanced to the far-off town, White from its hill-elope looking down, " The sweet song died, and a vague unrest And a nameless longing filled her breast — " A wi&h, that she hardly dared to own, For something better than she had known. " The Judge rode slowly... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 pagine
...meadow, sweet with hay. Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The inock-bird echoed from his tree. But, when she glanced to the far-off' town, White...horse's chestnut mane. He drew his bridle in the shade Of the apple-trees, to greet the maid, And ask a draught from the spring that flowed Through the meadow... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1858 - 752 pagine
...and rustic health. Singing, sho wrought, and her merry gleo The mock-bird cchoed from his tree. Bnt, when she glanced to the far-off town, White from its...lane, Smoothing his horse's chestnut mane. He drew his hridle in the shade Of the apple-trees, to greet the maid ; And asked a draught from the spring that... | |
 | 1858 - 882 pagine
...and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her mem- glee The mock-bird echoed from Ыз tree. Bat, when she glanced to the far-off town. White from its...looking down, The sweet song died, and a vague unrest Aod a nameless longing tilled her breast — A wi«h, that she hardly dared to own. For something better... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - 812 pagine
...beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry gleo The mock-bird echoed from his tree. But, when she glanced to the far-off town, White from...song died, and a vague unrest And a nameless longing fill'd her breast, — A wish that she hardly dared to own, for something better than she had known.... | |
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MULLER, on a summer's day, Raked the meadow sweet with hay. Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth Of simple beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. But when she glanced to the far-off town,... 
