 | Charles Joseph S. Dawe - 1876 - 152 pàgines
...straight tract halves 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,...things are now at rest, Save* thee, my pretty Love 1 The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased* their mirth ;* There's nothing... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1878 - 846 pàgines
...may end ; I have no other earthly friend ! • 1804 XXV. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BT MY SISTtK. The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth There "a nothing stirring in the house, Save one wee, hungry, nibbling mouse : Then why so busy thou... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1880 - 676 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;...mirth; There's nothing stirring in the house Save one wtt, hungry, nibbling mouse. Then why so busy thou ? Nay' start not at that sparkling light; Tis but... | |
 | Moffatt and Paige - 1880 - 104 pàgines
...because it is the name of common persons. Noun, proper — because it is the name of a particular place. The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long...in the house, Save one wee hungry, nibbling mouse. The strawberry blossom withers, Its beauties seem to pass, The faded leaves are scattered Unheeded... | |
 | New national reading books - 1880 - 120 pàgines
...THE COTTAGE MOTHER. 45 THE COTTAGE MOTHER. 1 THE days are cold, the nights are long, The North wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast,...things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty love ! 2 The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth ; There's nothing... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1881 - 732 pàgines
...my woes may end j 1 have no other earthly friend 1 1804. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BY MY SISTER. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind...things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty Love I The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth ; There's nothing stirring... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1882 - 520 pàgines
...woes may end ; I have no other earthly friend ! 1804. XXV. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BV MY SISTEE. THE days are cold, the nights are long. The north-wind...mirth ; There's nothing stirring in the house Save one wef, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou? Nay! start not at that sparkling light ; 'Tis but... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1882 - 642 pàgines
...woes may end ; I have no other earthly friend ! i804XXv. THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. EY MY SISTEE. age must in different eras of literature have excited very different expectations : for example, in t hreast ; All merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty Love ! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth,... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1885 - 128 pàgines
...so Prince Beryl gave it a pull. XXIII. crick-et nib-bling be-drop-ped THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. 1. The days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind...things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty love. 2. The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth ; There's nothing stirring... | |
 | New national reading books - 1885 - 128 pàgines
...kit-ten breast hearth hun-gry crick-et win-dow 1 THE days are cold, the nights are long, The North wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast,...things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty love ! 2 The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, 3 Nay, start not at that sparkling light, 'Tis but the moon... | |
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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,... 
