 A SIMPLE child 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...  Poems, selected and ed. by R.A. Willmott. Illustr - Pàgina 41per William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1866Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1801 - 450 pàgines
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 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 pàgines
...A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath. And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 pàgines
...cottage girl, She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with 'many a curl That cluster'd round "her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And...brothers, little maid, " How many may you be ?" " How many f seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they, I pray you tell ?"... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 pàgines
...A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its Kfe in ever)- limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 pàgines
...cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster' d round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And...brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ?" How many ? seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they, I pray you tell i... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pàgines
...A SIMPLE child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? I met a little cottage...she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. • She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 pàgines
...A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage...she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That cluster'd round her head. She had a rustic, woodland Qrf And she was wildly clad ; Her eyes were fair,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 pàgines
...A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And- feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage...brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they ? I pray you tell."... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 pàgines
...A simple child, dear brother Jim, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage...brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ?" " How many ? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. " And where are they ? I pray you tell."... | |
 | William Burdon - 1805 - 108 pàgines
...hair was thick with many a curl That clufter'd round her head. She had a ruftic, woodland air, And me was wildly. clad ;. Her eyes were fair, and very fair, — Her beauty made me glad. *' Sifters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be i" " How many ? feven in all," me faid. And... | |
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