 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 pàgines
...congregation sing A Christian psalm for thee. XVI. THE COTTAGER TO HER INF4NT. BY A FEMALE FRIEND. See page 8. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind...wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou ? Nay! start not at that sparkling light; 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 pàgines
...sing A Christian psalm for thee. 159 XVI. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BY A FEMALE FRIEND. See page 8. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind...wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou ? Nay ! start not at that sparkling light ; 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 378 pàgines
...woes may end; I have no other earthly friend. XVIII. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BY A FEMALE FRIEND. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind...wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou ? Nay! start not at that sparkling light; 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 pàgines
...may end; I have no other earthly friend. K 4 XXIII. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BY A FEMALE FRIEND. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind...wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou ? Nay ! start not at that sparkling light; 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 pàgines
...may cod; I have no other earthly friend. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BY A FEMALE FRIEND. THE days arc cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a...hearth. The crickets long have ceased their mirth; There 's nothing stirring in the house Save one wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thouT... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1832 - 402 pàgines
...COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BY A FEMALE FRIEND. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north- wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast;...wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou? Nay! start not at that sparkling light; 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window pane... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 274 pàgines
...AND FIFTY-FIFTH. The Cottager and her Infant. The days are cold, the nights are long, The north wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast;...hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth; There 's nothing stirring in the house, Save one wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou... | |
 | 1841 - 346 pàgines
...of death." TO MY INFANT. FRОХ WORDSWORTR. TRE days are cold, the nights are long, The north wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast...wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou ? Nay! start not at that sparkling light; 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane... | |
 | 1841 - 404 pàgines
...reign of death." TO MY INFANT. FROX WORDSWORTR. TRE days are cold, the nights are long, The north wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast;...wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou ? Nay ! start not at that sparkling light; "Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1843 - 278 pàgines
...home for thee ! Clir Cottagrr to Ijrr Infant. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wine' sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast,...wee, hungry, nibbling mouse — Then why so busy thou ? Nay, start not at that sparkling light, 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane... | |
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THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BY A FEMALE FRIEND. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast ; All merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty Love ! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth,... 
