 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 pàgines
...INFANT. RY A FEMALE FRIEND.* THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north wind sings a doletul song ; Then hush again upon my breast ; All merry...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 - 1858 - 550 pàgines
...INFANT. BY A FEMALE PMEND.* THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north wind sings a doletul song ; Then hush again upon my breast ; All merry...wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou 1 Nay ! start not at that sparkling light ; 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 224 pàgines
...tell. BATES. 53. THE -COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. 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, "Pis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1861 - 662 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...the house Save one wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then n hy so busy thou i Nay ! start not at that sparkling light ; 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright... | |
 | John Laurie Blake - 1862 - 236 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...my pretty love ! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, There's nothing stirring in the house, Suve one wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1863 - 168 pàgines
...prison for a year. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. 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... | |
 | Words - 1866 - 368 pàgines
...tidings that my woes may end : I have no other earthly friend ! Wordsworth. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. 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... | |
 | 1866 - 522 pàgines
...song ; Then hush again upon my breast ; !A11 merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty love I The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long...wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou ? Nay ! start not at that sparkling light ; 'Tia but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1866 - 508 pàgines
...COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. EY 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, POEMS FOUNDED ON THE iTPECTIONS. The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their... | |
 | 1869 - 158 pàgines
...playing truant. THE COTTAGER TO HEB INT ANT. 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... | |
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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,... 
