 | 1863 - 982 Seiten
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen Thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, ' Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next... | |
 | John Keats - 1863 - 496 Seiten
...Until they think warm days will never cease, c. For Summer has o'er-brimm'd theirfclammy) cells. *. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? « Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find »• sitting careless on a granary floor, *• Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; •" Or... | |
 | 1864 - 150 Seiten
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes,...the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swarth and all its twined flowers ; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 Seiten
...Peopling the lone universe. John Keats. 1796-1821. (Manual, p. 443.) 300. FROM ' ODE TO AUTUMN.' Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath... | |
 | Frederick Hinde - 1864 - 150 Seiten
...Urn;" "To Autumn;" in which occurs that passage of such natural and delightful artlessness — " Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes,...floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ;" — " On Melancholy," as well as, by no means to be slightly regarded, his spirit-stirring sonnet,... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 Seiten
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes,...Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers ; And sometime like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider-press,... | |
 | John Dennis - 1865 - 344 Seiten
...Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er brimm'd their clammy cells. " Who hath not seen Thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - 428 Seiten
...bees, Until they think warm days will never ceases For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or in a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next... | |
 | John Dennis - 1865 - 340 Seiten
...Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er brimm'd their clammy cells. " Who hath not seen Thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind j Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares... | |
 | Beauties - 1865 - 96 Seiten
...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes...whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary-floor, Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or, on a half-reap'd furrow, sound asleep,... | |
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And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimmed... 
