 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 sivua
...heard the Lavrock sing ; Sometimes all little birds that are How they seem'd to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning, And now 'twas like all...is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 sivua
...instruments, Nf)w like a lonely flute ; And now it is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant...month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night-- Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sail'd on Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 sivua
...now it is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute; It ceas'd : yet still' the sails made onA pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden...month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sail'd on Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 sivua
...instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And now it is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant...month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon \ve silently sail'd on Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 sivua
...heard the Sky-lark sing ; Sometimes all little birds that are How they seem'd to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning. And now 'twas like all...is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 sivua
...the Lavrock sing; ' Sometimes all little birds that are ' How they seem'd to fill the sea and air ' With their sweet jargoning. ' And now 'twas like all...flute; ' And now it is an Angel's song ' That makes the Haavens be mute. ' It ceas'd; yet still the sails made on ' A pleasant noise till noon. * A noise like... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 sivua
...Now like a lonely flute : And now itJs an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till...month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sailed on, ^et never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 sivua
...Now like a lonely flute : And now it is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till...month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 sivua
...heard the sky-lark sing ; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seem'd to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! And now 'twas like all...is an angel's song, That makes the Heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In... | |
 | 1820 - 774 sivua
...heard the sky-lark sing ; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they lecm'd to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! And now 'twas like all...is an angel's song, That makes the Heavens be mute. It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise Eke of a hidden brook In... | |
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It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook, In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. 
