 Eve, with her basket, was Deep in the bells and grass, Wading in bells and grass Up to her knees. Picking a dish of sweet Berries and plums to eat, Down in the bells and grass Under the trees. Mute as a mouse in a Corner the cobra lay, Curled round a...  The Mid-west Quarterly - Pàgina 1231916Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Stephen Phillips, Galloway Kyle - 1917 - 428 pàgines
...remembering that fresh and dewy garden that glimmered in the dawn-light when his world was young. EVE Eve with her basket was Deep in the bells and grass,...eat, Down in the bells and grass Under the trees. . . . " Eva ! " Each syllable Light as a flower fell, " Eva ! " he whispered the Wondering maid, Soft... | |
 | Harriet Monroe - 1918 - 368 pàgines
...its quota and the ranks are never empty.) Eve, with her basket, was Deep in the bells and grass, [41] Wading in bells and grass Up to her knees, Picking...eat, Down in the bells and grass Under the trees. Even that much praised poem, The Bull, seems to have been destined for pictorial accompaniment. It... | |
 | Ralph Hodgson - 1913 - 32 pàgines
...the tomb. , you old gipsy man, Will you not stay, Put up your caravan Just for one day ? EVE. Eve. E, with her basket, was Deep in the bells and grass,...eat, Down in the bells and grass Under the trees. r f as a mouse na Corner the cobra lay, Curled round a bough of the Cinnamon tall. . '. . Now to get... | |
 | James Oppenheim - 1917 - 840 pàgines
...of "the mother of men" or the first rebel, but of the timidly innocent, naked little country-girl: "Eve, with her basket was Deep in the bells and grass,...eat, Down in the bells and grass Under the trees." This same grave and rich simplicity individualizes even the shortest of his lyrics. It mingles with... | |
 | Ralph Hodgson - 1917 - 86 pàgines
...all the glooms and smuts of Hell Behind you, I'm your master ! You know I'm still your master. EVE / EVE, with her basket, was Deep in the bells and grass,...eat, Down in the bells and grass Under the trees. S i (. / L Mute as a mouse in a Corner the cobra lay, Curled round a bough of the Cinnamon tall. .... | |
 | Ralph Hodgson - 1917 - 92 pàgines
...all the glooms and smuts of Hell Behind you, I'm your master ! You know I'm still your master. . EVE EVE, with her basket, was Deep in the bells and grass,...and grass Up to her knees, Picking a dish of sweet 1 Berries and plums to eat, Down in the bells and grass Under the trees. Mute as a mouse in a Corner... | |
 | 1918 - 2062 pàgines
...are fools eternally. '• I ha' seen him eat o' the honey-comb Sin' they nailed him to the tree. EVE ftZ c h@6P/ plunis to eat, Down in the bells and grass Under the trees. Mute as a mouse in a Corner the cobra lay,... | |
 | Louis Untermeyer - 1919 - 400 pàgines
...the comparison, for it seems, at first glance, little more than a half-ironic parody of the magical Eve, with her basket, was Deep in the bells and grass,...the Cinnamon tall. . . . Now to get even and Humble proud heaven and Now was the moment or Never at all. Thus the opening of Hodgson's "Eve." Helton's... | |
 | Winifred Margaretta Kirkland - 1920 - 288 pàgines
...labeled, are put up in fancy editions. For pence blessedly few one may envisage Ralph Hodgson's Eve: "Eve, with her basket, was Deep in the bells and grass, Wading in bells and grass, Up to her knees. "Picture that orchard sprite, Eve, with her body white, Supple and smooth to her Slim finger-tips.... | |
 | Sir John Collings Squire - 1921 - 496 pàgines
...make me to see Thy beauty always In every happening here. in Trenches, March 1917. RALPH HODGSON EVE Eve, with her basket, was Deep in the bells and grass,...bough of the Cinnamon tall Now to get even and Humble proud heaven and Now was the moment or Never at all. " Eva ! " Each syllable Light as a flower fell,... | |
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